Lines. Poem by Driss Ezzireg

Lines.

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Separate fleshes can not quiver
Whatever stratagems one may deliver.
Blocks though sound they might be
Crumble in the face of adversity.

Slow pass timid clouds
Before watchful silver moon
Imperturbable.

In hazy distance
Shadows in frenetic dance
Honor blazing sun.

Monday, June 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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