Pietro Grossi


Nightfall - Poem by Pietro Grossi

At this time
Of the day,

Everythins lose
It's Shape
It's Colour.


The night
Pops around

Full with all of
It's Memories
It's Sorrow.


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Topic(s) of this poem: nightfall

Form: Verse


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 26, 2016


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