Uncombed Memoirs Poem by devika isabella pathu
Uncombed Memoirs
I traveled on uncombed reminiscences
for ever and a day
it rains with the sun silent out.
We had wrecked our ship
by steering it into an island,
far down on the verge of earth.
We walked away
Leaving it bleeding
As the woods were on fire,
All we had left was a lost rain
thank you Lu corner and tiku for your read and comments. thanks again devika
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4/26/2024 10:00:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A sublime start with a nice poem, Devika. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.