August Rains Poem by Martins Akhoeneto

August Rains



I remember those cold days

That usher the year to exile

And inflicts its pain on us

Thus, when it comes,

It goes steadily seizeless

Like a running tap

Ripped of it handle

By its beloved owner

Friday, May 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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