14 august 2024
Anchor Buried In Clouds
A dimpled moon
crosses your path. The surred
loop empowers me.
I catch the fire
of loves echo in valley
of tears.
Don't break this
mad world for the sake of
your enemy's dream,
A tiny dot grows
into a big wound of your
lips to write a poem.
The blood-colored
pain overwhelms the eye
of hiding Sun.
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