Rakhi Me Poem by Atef Ayadi

Rakhi Me



when and when(s)

in a vertical cobra positions

passion, little woman,

time is
'
when you walk like a cobra
talk exactly with a phobia
and lay down
with a red light fully rounded by a peaceful angry 'help me! '
'i will help you'
'
touch with handful wild glance.

this is an indian spice
i need to turn
back as your favor
deepa
or sty...or the entire country
India with all
the 2 billions
human mixed with beautiful holly cows.

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