The Days Poem by Saman Shahraki

The Days



I woke up today
and i can't see
anything of yesterday

sun is not there
and i feel i have
a luminous insect
in my pocket

this black is all of my life
Ice covers eyes from
the sharps of stars

i drag the equator
and volley the mountains
to the last wall of sky
and now dams are
full of blood

quadrupeds search for moon
they find a centipede shadow
that is saying: this is the last sadness

tomorrow will wake up
there won't be anything
of today

i will wash my face
i will use
the blood tap

Friday, August 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: blood,dark,darkness,days,death,pain,painful,sunshine
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Khalida Bano Ali 14 August 2015

It's simply beautiful...................................

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Saman Shahraki 14 August 2015

Thanks

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