The Pure Silvern Poem by Hashi Hashir

The Pure Silvern

The Moon
A gleaming ball
Circling in that surface
Were glancing
To land of white
Turning in that universe
We took our legs
From the silvern of white
There were no conflicts
And wars also
The relation with the earth
It became giant
The blinding flashes of the ball
Is braking the earth

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