Vacation is coming to an end
I am going to leave home town.
Boundary wind Calling back
Stop spreading your arms
While taking a deep breath
The words are filled the paper with vacuum
cat started to lick my hands with its rough tongue
Travel Bag zips are closed uncomfortably
Maybe I have tried to remove myself.
want to wear a mask to hide my willingness
to stay
© Manakavingyan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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