// An Agent / Poem by baki nasrullah

// An Agent /



// an agent //

last kisses
oh! my god
what a terrible sorrow
other part of the coin,
wow! only pace peace
like wise heaven.
a real maverick
non bound non conventional
ultimately free
agent of the creator
just particles molecule
atom quantum sphere leaping.


ashu 11122015.

Saturday, December 12, 2015
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