A Cloud Has Set Poem by Saul Palti

A Cloud Has Set



A love is a dove
flying high above
only comes her true love
until she has had enough

her breasts quench my thirst
as a yearning thirst
is in the Hearst
and out comes a burst

a summer gust turns to gale
as my wind sets sail
and my release is a bail
as court rooms begin to fail

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Mashiur Rahman 20 November 2021

Death is the only release. dead befor Death

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