Budapest Poem by Marton Dezso

Budapest

Rating: 2.1


I'm living in Pest.
I hate the city
and all its men.

Winter's breaking.
Brown mud is born by snow
here in this town.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: city,hate,snow,winter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kafil Uddin Raihan 04 August 2009

Small but deepness all through the poem....

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