she left
shush, the lines are praying
is that what it meant?
she left
and she left
a debt
on the roses who teach walking
she left
holding her kiss in the seven skies
for now, I'm free
I shall set free
All the stories
about her eyes
to the legend of the setting suns
until the rise.
7 comments:
love the poem .
Jouja:
thank you :)
beautiful poem
Big pearls
mashkoora :)
to the legend of the setting suns
until the rise
Lovely! ;)
Someday,
until the rise :)
This is one of the most refreshingly-sweet poems I have read in a longish while.
You have a beautiful soul, and a great talent, Deema. Do keep it up.
All the best.
H.H.
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