Nomadic Mind Poem by Mana Kavingyan
Nomadic Mind
A shortened dial of a clock
I am on the twenty-fifth hour
The sky is full of dark clouds.
Flowing in the eyelids
Eye-catching verses haunt me
A remnant of origin living in the depths of the earth
© Manakavingyan
Saturday, November 9, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds
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Nomadic mindset
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