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alireza asgari

(tehran)

My Spider and Me


Oh my old moon!
Thought just I'm alone
you
sole spot!
come to me
kiss me
huge me
I'm blind
I'm trapped in the pitfall of a dark spider
which bites me
again and again
can you hear it?
It's munching my brain
the awful destiny I have
good for you
alone in the sky
staring at all beautiful and ugly people
tell me
how many times glanced at my angel?
how many times she talked to you?
oh my old moon!
come to me
huge me
my spider
and me...

Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013

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  • S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (8/23/2013 12:54:00 AM)

    A fine poem so nice to read how u employ d spider n d moon in poem both my favorite. Pls coment my horses poem. (Report) Reply

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