Modern poetry about the sky

A Lonely Sky

Author: faint fragrant plum

When I am lonely, I always like to stare at the sky.

Cloudy days are always depressing.

Sometimes a lonely bird flies in the air,

Will also cause my * * * sound,

Where this bird will eventually go,

Just like my mood,

Lonely and sad.

The wind kept blowing,

The air is filled with cold breath,

I feel helpless.

The sky is still so gloomy,

When can there be warm sunshine,

Just like my heart, I only feel cold.

Bare trees in the distance,

So listless,

No charm,

They are also lonely,

In confusion, you can only endure it silently.

Cruel winter,

The alternation of seasons is silent,

Life is such a harsh winter.

People will sink with reality.

The sky is still smiling,

I can only wander in this loneliness,

The cold wind is still blowing,

The sky is still so gloomy,

I'm still me, just in the wind.

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The sky after rain

Author: poet Zi Qiao

The sky after rain

This is a blue velvet sky.

Just like yours.

A pure heart

Clear as water and transparent as a mirror.

The sky after rain

This is a blue velvet sky.

Just like yours.

blue eyes

Blue as the sea and clear as crystal.

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look into the sky

Author: starry night song

I put everything down.

Look up at the sky with white clouds.

I put the pain behind me.

Looking up at the sky, geese fly by.

I put the question down.

Looking up at the sky, the clouds are fluttering.

I draw a line to the sky at the origin.

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Hold up a sky

Author: Haruko Wisteria

I have closed my autumn eyebrows.

Cover with yellow straw.

No longer picky about seasonal coats.

Even if there are only bones left.

As long as there is a grain of millet.

Will blossom on earthly wings.

Whether it's loess or valley

As long as there is a gap, it will get into the soil.

If you give me a cave, an iceberg

I studied the cold iron wall with soft water.

It is not blood that boils, but the coffin of poetry.

I will take my life to save the bloodless execution ground.

Autumn wind makes my lips tight.

I don't hurt my wings anymore.

Tear off the last hair

Let the cold wind and winter snow try visually.

Throw a tear into the wind.

Just want to tell everything, it is a transparent crystal.

Despair is not a window.

But the practice of refining steel

All I have to do is pick up my bag and lift a sky.

Blue is the future.

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Send you a sky

Author: Shuigang

Send you a sky

in the south

Legend has it that the ancient banyan tree grows in the place.

This bill is pure blue.

Like a rainbow in a dream.

Let me walk quietly

Meet or leave.

It is the process of one cloud drifting with the wind.

It's just that you should know

Many days passed.

There must be someone.

Looking back from the highest mountain.

This is generally inexplicable beauty.

With the seasonal wind gently take me away.

Leaving only the light of the stars

After sending you Qian Qian Que Song.

The memory of the bright moon