Trouble in paradise.
Things are not so nice.
All the sunny days have turned to rain.
What was pleasure has tirned to pain.
A hurricane is going to blow.
An answer that was yes is now no.
What once was clear, has turned to fear,
and nobody can understand.
The beach is out of reach
Fallen down has the tree.
Over are the days of sun, the fun.
Now are the days of rain, the pain.
The island Enchant? it can't
u seem a little off with what
u seem a little off with what u wish to be writiing, but i still loved this poem - great job :)
-keep going