Lost In Time Poem by Mehran Sirani

Lost In Time



With wide open but misty eyes
Like darned ghosts
Lost in the fourth dimension
We are keenly looking forward
To smell the premature blossoms of the upcoming spring;
While, we are passing through the winter
At an unbelievably insane speed
Without tasting the endless beauty of the snow


M. Sirani 28.08.2015

Friday, August 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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