'If they pick I have some words for a country sad song.
Yes, If they sing I hear quietly.'
A rising smoke from a cottage chimney whispers to the barren sky.
'They burn the happiness and it turns into smoke.
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This is simply beautiful. A poem painting worthy of the name. 10/10 for your amazing gifted work. Warmest regards, Sandra
This is excellent Nimal. Your word pictures are always arresting, but this one is like the icing on the poetic cake. Such a joy to read your lyrical words. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥