Rafaad Roslan

Trigger

In a brief air I stand upon these feet,
Deserting leads abandoning my flesh,
‘Cause the metals are useless!
In this relinquished land,
In a disenchanted land,
My threads were spilled with reds.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 10, 2012

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  • Wahab AbdulWahab Abdul (3/10/2012 8:59:00 AM)

    very extraordinary attempt to develop the point , the way you put the things demands merit which you have in abandon...keep writing...

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