Sadness Poem by Fuad Rifka

Sadness



In his right hand, the sun ferments
In his left, the moon turns green
In his heart
the princess of love.
And oh, this sadness,
this dark-leafed sadness.
Why?
From where?

Saturday, October 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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