On The Whiteness Of The Sand - Poem by Fatima Nusairat
On the whiteness of the sand
In the noises of the sea foam..
There are dreams fall down..
But there is, no one to bury her..!
Ah, O shores, that germinate..
Death like mushrooms..,
Why you just germinate (in my mouth)
A bitter taste..? !
Ah.. If you, just fall like a rain..
On my heart, who never calm down..!
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