Monday, May 20, 2019

THE KINGDOM BELONGS TO THE SILENT Comments

Rating: 3.5

Petrified cities are silent for ages

The eternal movement of love
A glimpse through a window
The eternal step over the threshold
A word sticking out of half - opened lips

Eternal pride and poverty
Rain hanging over the thirsty earth
And every morning the same sweeper
Loiters around idly
With a broom in his hand

But he from another kingdom
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