PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE Poems

Be my apostrophe before S
I'll second that motion
The possession beyond space and time
When the nude love swims in our notion
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An island of peace
An island of sanity
An island of calm
An island of manatee
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We don't listen to them shouting for aid
Though for our life we're so afraid

The swollen rivers their home flood
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Your rosy cheeks
The scent of kindness seeks
Its own level
I smell and revel
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She
Fell asleep
Without lullaby and tale
Rested in peace
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Large shadows loomed
On my heart
I was unable
To dispel the gloom
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Of his toes
Winter stands on the tips
Grazing the treetops
He reads a letter and
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We are out of our range
Of vision
In search of inspiration for our decision
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I'm tired
How much I should cry
How much my heart
Should host the bye
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Wild flowers
No care
No water
We are oppressed
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