Zen Poem by Darlan M Cunha

Zen



The tea bubbles
like eyes
and your eyes
spilling their own tea
on the table lining.

Zen
Friday, June 4, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,eyes,zen
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Darlan M Cunha

Darlan M Cunha

Medina, MG, Brazil
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