Just Some Poems

The World's Secrets

While I rake the leaves

that fall from the trees,

I thank the Lord

for all the breeze

When  I pick some fruits,

I avoid the roots

That doesn‘t sound cool,

but that is the truth

The world is full of secrets

Like babies in their blankets

You never know what will happen

‘cause there are many accidents

You hear many noises,

but not the tortoises

because they are silent

Like shadows in the darkness