Creation Poem by Sahar Tavakoli

Creation



the earth
was a red revolt
sky
bit it
without all the forgetfulness
that heaven
withhold from us
the revolt became black
the sky cloudy
my eyes became addicted
to the hell
now i suffer pain
for an apple
and a girl
who has fever
on my desires

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sad story of life
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