Let me stop the racing clocks
And turn the moon down
I would knit
The night close to
...
I searched through
Tons of pages
Tried to steal many a words written by eminent men
Dwelling in history
...
A storyteller!)
Let Me....
Let me stop the racing clocks
And turn the moon down
I would knit
The night close to
Dusk
And let everything
Drown around
Let me send the
Sky to fly
And I would create a bridge
Across the golden fields
Let me
Burn the streets to ashes
And walk through
The thick mist
To you
Excellent out Class poems... Every one is a MASTER PIECE... I just imagine, if the writings are a out of the world what whould be WRITER herself....