I came to the drooping scent of wine,
touched beard and mustache,
was blind in the nearest shining of the sun,
earthworm dug earth under feet,
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Wandering all in thought will take you to places which are beyond reach. Nicely thought.10++
I like your poetic comments on all my poems stay at it mb
A right choice and a right guide always go together and vice versa also true. Need to be sensible while choosing. Good work
A well crafted composition. Truly exceptional.....10+++