Evening And Death Poem by Olaitan Maryam

Evening And Death

Rating: 5.0


The evening whispered
The noise
Of the withered tree...

'A souls is gone.'
The birds whispered.

'The grave is never filled'
The air whispered.

Saturday, June 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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