Vako Lake Poems

Sky has colours of the pain, sun is twinkling, air’s dry,
Someone’s getting on the knees and waiting for the turn to die,
Something’s breaking, something’s fading, shady shapes are being evolved,
Nature’s calling, thunder’s roaring, dark enigma’s getting solved,
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She had promenade on green grass,
Grass thorns hurt her tender feet,
And then…
She cried diamonds instead of tears
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