Sky Lower It's Clouds Poem by Fatima Nusairat
Sky Lower It's Clouds
Sky lower it's clouds
Such as gray straying hats, fall at once,
Shy and sad, at the sight of the night.
While I am the other ones..
look at clouds that abscond and falls
pale ash, filled with emptiness life's.
I write now a straying words,
scattering it, as if it were tired ashes,
burdened, darken above world who grinds
my life, my death, together.
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