Sunday, October 20, 2019
Old Age God And Death Comments
Rating: ★5.0
Distorted by old age my wrinkled limbs
curl up into a ball as I fall asleep.
This is where I dream of being born again
I know that I am clean forever young.
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Kumarmani Mahakul
20 October 2019
Waking up from sleep you cry out what. She sounded like a man and she is of one single mind that knows no end.....so touching and impressive. A beautiful poem is well executed.10
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