As Winds Cry. Poem by Driss Ezzireg
As Winds Cry.
As winds cry in dry lands tearlessly
As lions sweep the barren plains hungrily
As clouds sail in gray skies aimlessly
I, an aimless soul hungry for beatitude,
Tearless, I cry in the barren lands of solitude.
In deep sadness for gray sky and aimless soul. We live with a hope to live better tomorrow. Thank you for sharing.
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4/28/2024 1:12:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Keep on crying! There is hope...!
i will.Thanks.