Fiery red like a young soul
The soothing sides of green
Sweetness colors the day
Although small does not mean weak
People are looking for it
People want to eat it
Strawberries are the sweetest fruit
Because strawberries are never selfish
Strawberries always look beautiful
Without dressing up it's still attractive
A strawberry makes the heart calm
The marker of the strawberry has a full life
Strawberries can get sick if not cared for
The white color that comes slowly
Like a curtain of life that is ready to change
The strawberry turns old and dies
The strawberry is covered in a cloudy black color
A sign that it has died
There is no sweetness to enjoy
Preparing to disappear and reincarnate
To become the next strawberry
About the Creator
Emil indw
I always use the people around me as inspiration in my writing. They will be special people if you know how to write about them.
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Comments (4)
Nice work Emil.
That's a beautiful write-up of the birth and death of life on this earth.
I'm not a fan of strawberries but I loved your poem!
Glad to hear your day is colorful. Loved your work.