The Sun, The Killer Poem by Chuy Amante
The Sun, The Killer
Sweltering heat, the desert is beat
Sun and its fire, power from higher
A little too much, drying with its touch
Scorched or warm, it is good or harm?
So what is the key, for you and me?
Yes! Guess!
Monday, June 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/8/2024 6:39:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I noticed weather often takes its cue, from hearts like me and you... moving according to their rhythm of what we do... and we move according to the weather's rhythm too!