The World Of Decorations Poem by Olga Ogradyuk

The World Of Decorations



Is it the sky or just a blue bed-sheet above your head?
Is it the sun or just a lamp in someone's hand?

Is it wind or does an air conditioner blow?
Is it grass or just a carpet on the floor?

Is it the world of decorations
That keeps your consciousness in the prison of sensations?

Friday, December 27, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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