Wick Poem by Mana Kavingyan
Wick
In the early morning there was heavy wind.
When my eyes searched for the wick of the sky
It was soaked by last day rain
Nature sculptor banged the flintstones
And it was the sun again
© Manakavingyan
Tuesday, August 6, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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