Hunting >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan

Hunting >>>



blade of grass waving
as big ship passing by
I can see faces calm
lips uttering in braille
eyes misting to symphony
of missing you for while
caressing every hearts
why it has to be like this

footsteps slowly going away
heavy feeling will cradle
long nights of your absence
you'll be with us in thoughts
we await your safe return
from dark horizon bossom
sail back to us crimson grail
your love we always feel

Thursday, December 10, 2015
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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