Sonja Sh.


Nighted Moment

Sedated by damp air of midnight
Impatiently I wait for dawn
And for the first dream of morn
(Then I pray to faded image of God
As I kneel shrouded with mud
“Erase all my memories of him,
Bury my self disdain down deep
Turn this sedation into eternal spring…! ”

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