Screaming Peels Of Orange Poem by Baru Gobira

Screaming Peels Of Orange



Each hurt peeling
A never ending stream
Of waste
Still unreeling
I favor
The healing
Softness of Orange
The freshness of a small jet stream
Screaming
I’m life
Taste it
Smell it
For a moment
I’m surprised.

July 2010 Hyderabad India

Friday, July 23, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: july
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