M. Asim Nehal
Senryu Series - 8 (The Wait) - Poem by M. Asim Nehal
at the setting sun
ships return to the harbor
she searches blue flag.
with every passing car
boy thinks of his birthday gift
long traffic jam.
spider spinning web
my thoughts are elevated
we both wait for fly.
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