Be Riddled Eyes Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Be Riddled Eyes



I
Am
Still
Still
With
Be riddled
Eyes
I
Was
Watching
The
Long
Chin
Of
The
Heavens.
I
Sigh.
My
Soul
My
Inner
Soul
Yearns
For
The
Flight.
I
Want
Flight
To
Be
In
Ever-increase
In
Those
Regions
Immense
Ever-extending

Wednesday, April 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,life,night
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