@Shailaishrah
Open Air
Open air The sounds are all gone In daily use Open air all around shake red tongue No particles in the alliance Poets raising Then his wounded face Earthly? Heavily the weight of his chest Open with a generous hand Mahini is like a mother Wants to be a lady The trick of sleep is the water of work Now at the base of navel I haven’t done it yet In the previous bed. Nothing lile this cup It doesn’t break Winter goes by and summer goes Sweat particles do not freeze Always to yourself Innocent defeat He keeps a secret and draws two eyes The night is short Two irregular melancholy Bow down Hold a deep pose Thigh rights Like an odorless flower Prepared in spring The coin less serpent plays By Own tune. ★If you like it then give like and comments about my poem and keep supporting me★
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Thanks dear ❤❤