Poems 2

The roses of daytime are white 🌹 and faces like winter ❄ O rose of evening 🌺 tell me what is hardship Is hardship a thing existing in this life So when will we return to the light of day ☄️ and O light of night, vanish from existence for moments, how do you allow your light to appear while people are asleep 💤 These roses 🌹🌹 sing with garlands No matter how many years pass And the beautiful phoenix bird sang And was adorned with autumn leaves 🍂 And the clouds gathered in the beautiful color of rain ☁🌧 And spring…