The White Carpet Show Poem by Ludovik Celaj

The White Carpet Show



Zero below hosting...
a ice cotton feast,
parting on snowflakes
not too wellcomed
in our hands to freeze
but is the winter's
best of please,
and the buildings
do look like
some record big
birthday cakes,
everybody around
sure is invited
for free play
on the outside,
were the snowballs
can be highlighted
on white carpet
to walk for strolls.

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Ludovik Celaj

Ludovik Celaj

Hot-M.E Madhe/Shkoder, Albania
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