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Feel the heat
Knock on the sea, welcomed with a warm breeze.
Bye-bye goes the wave, back to the steeze.
Everywhere looks sweaty, the sun degrees looks ninety.
The night are just injured knights.
Can't fight for cold nor their rights.
So many stars, none has a fan.
Moon out bright, yet it's no fun.
Trees are not shaking, the winds are on a break.
The sun is bleak, the sky is baking.
The clouds do not gather, rains are on a rest.
The airs do not bother, the climate is on arrest.
© Mohammed Fauzan
@fauzypoems
© fauzy
Bye-bye goes the wave, back to the steeze.
Everywhere looks sweaty, the sun degrees looks ninety.
The night are just injured knights.
Can't fight for cold nor their rights.
So many stars, none has a fan.
Moon out bright, yet it's no fun.
Trees are not shaking, the winds are on a break.
The sun is bleak, the sky is baking.
The clouds do not gather, rains are on a rest.
The airs do not bother, the climate is on arrest.
© Mohammed Fauzan
@fauzypoems
© fauzy
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