Month: October 2017
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Orion belt
Bright sky- perfect constellation of Orion’s belt.Thousands of souls yet unborn,twinkling in the fairy blue.Jupiter is lost from my point of view,but when seen she shines like a diamond.
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Fleas and black water
Fleas and black waters,Lives in rushes and flashes.Trying to catch up with time.Men go while fish mongers be.
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Habitats
Wet wet, fog in the forecastPigeons on rooftops, maybe dancingWomen and children preparing êwáThe rain sends a shiver to our spine
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The Mass
Alters of endless supplication,The mass of daily burnt candlesChanting endlessly, creating tiesTo safeguard unfenced emotions.
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Night
The lest soon becomes the first,to behold the face of you, ungrieved.Our balns burnt while we farmed,soberly we mourned from the roughway to your den labouring for money.ářìğő is a labourer in lanes of life.
POETISHES 