| Mornings and Me in Disharmony |
| Poet: Sabidin Ibrahim |
| Category: Nature |
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Mornings are preety ruscal!
They're not welcoming me as they used to do.. They're keeping me outside the greeneries of the green garden of peace for many days.. I'm missing my rides on foot upon the wheels of morning! As the sun you are calling me waving your white hands I must listen I must take bath in the ray of your calling..! |
বুধবার, ৯ মে, ২০১২
Mornings and Me in Disharmony
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