Negar Gorji


I am a scarecrow in an ice plain,
there is nothing except cold weather!
the storm stole my scarf,
and Ive had nothing for warming myself!
my crows left me,
and i miss them!
im tired and afraid of darkness!
if i sleep, i can see them in my dream,
but i will die by sleeping!

Poem Submitted: Monday, October 8, 2012
Poem Edited: Monday, October 8, 2012

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  • Farshad Gorji (12/8/2012 12:56:00 PM)

    big likeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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  • Ellias Anderson Jr.Ellias Anderson Jr. (10/12/2012 12:47:00 PM)

    Good one here. Well, we can be faced wit our fears easily to defeat them.
    Your Imaginary here is excellent. the crow is a good object to be mixed with darkness.
    Well done.

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