It's November night ,fog ,moon and fire ,many things to burn
A lone bat flying
As night falls
The shadows lengthen
Gardens are silent
Plants retreat to silence
The time is going fast
Feeling am I? Or is it true
Humans are becoming demons
Demons that look like humans
Not much time have I to write
For generations that will come
The fire wood is burning
Tonight I will throw many things in it
For need I to burn things a lot......
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
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Written on 2024-11-12 at 14:39
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Set fire 🔥
Full moon behind my houseA lone bat flying
As night falls
The shadows lengthen
Gardens are silent
Plants retreat to silence
The time is going fast
Feeling am I? Or is it true
Humans are becoming demons
Demons that look like humans
Not much time have I to write
For generations that will come
The fire wood is burning
Tonight I will throw many things in it
For need I to burn things a lot......
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
Read 21 times
Written on 2024-11-12 at 14:39
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