Marli Poem by Ibn Ali

Marli



We don't buy broken things
But buy into broken people
I can't, nor will I love anymore
Close the door
Which your shadow darkens underneath
I'll feel the draught
How long will I suffer for something so short lived
For every minute take an hour
A year's interest for every week
If I call you Marli you know who you are
If I call you Marli, you know who you are

Friday, June 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: dark
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