The Other People from the Other World

Poems from the description of objects.

The smell of a different world,

that can cover the world

It covers them like a clean cloth

Glistening like stars.

In that world, there was an island of tiny round people

And as a sign of nervousness,

they buzz around like bees

Producing a noise that burns the ears.

They were rough but made others smooth

As a sign of expressing their love

But they had a deep dark smell, that burns the soul

Living a sharp pain the last for days but scars forever.