Dust Poem by Abdur Razzak

Dust

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By Abdur Razzak

Dirty Sun is looking to me
Lots of dust and woody face is sitting
on a frozen glass.
They are making a sense and
lovely view.


Dust is running with the skeleton
They got many claps on the stage
They got lots of New
At last, they are coming to you!


You are running
Nevertheless, there is not any way to skip

Saturday, May 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dust
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Khaled Ehtesham 30 May 2016

aha.. life is ruining out.......

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