red tiger
After shedding blood and tears,
Gray skies, fading with no trace.
Sunlight grazes the soil,
By a clock’s tick can history efface.
Debris scattered onto the ground,
Foliage mixed with shrapnel remain.
Calamity’s hints persist,
Erased efforts proven to be in vain.
As smoke fills the sky,
Heaven weeps in pity,
Storms brew in the horizon,
For the tragedy of this city.
Sorrows descend from clouds,
The Earth kissed by a thousand sighs.
Each drop revives sleeping roots,
Where life begins as old hope dies.
Within nests of steel and ammo,
Where life can have no place.
As a singular bud sprouts,
It unveils its grace.
From cracks of concrete,
Peony rises with a distinct hue.
A blue, reflective of the ocean,
Signs of a beginning anew.
Petals tender as silk,
Blooming at every sight.
In quiet whispers of the breeze,
Left to bask in the light.
With dusk approaching,
Freshened by a cool, gentle dew.
In silence’s serenity,
Its colors stay true.
vast kite
dense tapir
heavy goblet