#WritcoPoemPrompt34
At the edge of the furthest mountain,
Between the valley and the lazy river,
Beyond the edge of the scented meadow,
I can see the hues painted by the setting sun,which caugth my heart in seen one,
seeing sun with shades ,
I remembered people with with different face,
huge sky is like with many different clouds
is just like world with different people now,
to know them is very difficult ,
never know who is the culprit,
they cheat in a way that you will
never suspect😒😒

© shifa