Disorder Poem by Ailbhe Eighteen
Disorder
Rating: ★5.0
Moist palms, cold fingers
Noisy wind
Deafening wind
In the small station in someone else's world
Tuesday, November 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings
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5/5/2024 6:35:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Different environment and situations from one point to the other. Beautiful. Give you a 10. Thanks for sharing. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH and leave your comments.