Die. Die Slow Poem by Asif Baloch

Die. Die Slow

Rating: 3.8


Die, die slow
With no sound, with no vain
Jus a sweet tender pain
Sweet and tenderness of
undying love
Which I never owned
There is a dark veil
Blinding my eyes
Sweet and poisonous
Sensation
Drizzling like a rain
Die, die slow

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ashraful Musaddeq 21 September 2008

Nice poem with a dangerous issue! Lucidly composed.10+

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