Souvenir Poem by jalal sadati

Souvenir

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Gazing at walls, talking to the door
Brought my room souvenir
Ceiling to floor
Two eyes i brought
Looking long and deep
Walls turning pale
Doors they sigh
Ceiling they weep

Wednesday, November 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: crazy,eyes,personification,sadness
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Souren Mondal 04 November 2015

An interesting poem Jalal.. Thanks for sharing..

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