Poetry Series #58: Untitled
At last give forth their brutal violence
a rain of apples
You blush in the vicinity as in a lyrical jungle
Under the obscene night of bitterest evening star
the free father
wakes in the morning
to seek another land
At last give forth their brutal violence
a rain of apples
You blush in the vicinity as in a lyrical jungle
Under the obscene night of bitterest evening star
the free father
wakes in the morning
to seek another land
Wonderful lines buddy. Refreshing with a cup of tea indeed :-) . Regards Nainaz.
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May a new land be found. Beautiful piece of poetry, indeed.