Bitter Poem by Mina Lotfi

Bitter

Rating: 3.5


Eating drop by drop
Faith of soil
These wild plants
From far a way heat-lightning
Singing burning song
Cry of wind
Dance of left shadows
Silence of marsh
Call going
This bitter custom of south

Monday, July 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gajanan Mishra 04 July 2016

cry of wind, good one

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