impish fairies
bait the child
with handfuls
of red berries
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Moon-child on the cradle of mom sweetly blinking eyes to the brightest moonlight tonight without sleeping listening to the motherly tongue it's lullaby it's angelic worlds it's fantasy scenery Moon-child tonight won't eat any foods, won't s uck the breast Moon-child tonight will spend with the brightest light of worldly moon
red red red red is dripping down her gown black water fills the rivers black water fills the seas......it's a beautiful poem; by reading this I feel sometimes it's a lullaby; sometimes it's like a lyric of fantasy kingdom; nice to read; congrats for being this poem as POD
ইম্পিশ পরীরা সন্তানের টোপ থাবা সহ লাল বেরি 'বেরি খাবে না' তার বাবাকে কাঁদে 'বেরি খাবে না' মাকে মিনতি করে চাঁদ শিশু বেরি খায় এবং তার গাউন এখন লাল দাগ দিয়ে দাগযুক্ত লাল লাল লাল লাল তার গাউন উপর ফোঁটা ফোঁটা হয়
No doubt a well crafted piece imagined extraordinarily to exude creative appeals to young minds and cheerfulness in their faces, well deserved 10++++
Red! Red! ! Red! ! ! Red dripping on her gown! Own act in her town. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
What a captivating, fabulous tale or parable, poetically expressed in marvelous imagery...
A well penned poem of the day. Truly fantastic. Congrats on your featured piece........10++++++++
I felt frightened, while I was reading the poem.