its moving very fast.


DAYS ARE STORMING

Festivals are
ended
now through its
the corridors
days are
storming
like a mad storm
oh! my lady sea
we are
swept away
in the wind
as old leafs.




Poetry by anoop.m.r
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Written on 2008-03-06 at 08:08

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