Last night, the sky came near to the earth,
and whispered saying-wipe your eyes,
lift your head up, you are the mother
of your sowed dreams, without you,
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You are just a great poet. I like the imageries. Keep writing.
I love your imagery.i just can't understand how do you do it? Its so vivid, i am sure i was there last night. Especially when the sun comes down and tells the earth wipe your tears your a mother. Amazing
A real pleasure to read. So many fine phrases, and images. Thanks.