A Ghazal Poem by Rachel Weaver
A Ghazal
Rating: ★5.0
In eight lines I could explain my life
I dont want to thou
He is up on a cloud watching
'Sorry little brother I try not to do this often'
The water is so cold
And the wine bittersweet
You were so alive
Fireflys in your eyes
I'm a fetus still moving
They dont know what in hell they are doing
Sunday, July 10, 2005
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