Asleep Poem by zant kon
Asleep
Woke up by the silence of the shrubs
Opening my eyes to the still trees
They r still there
To tell their stories of the winds
And I be listening
To the calm empty pint mug
Drunk
I'm high with the thoughts of imaginations
Mark wrinkles side of face
This is the grace
The names I was called keep the pace
Of illusion
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