Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Friday, May 6, 2016
fallen leaf
From behind the glass she watches
a silent leaf shakes in its place
the tremor of the fall of a leaf is smaller
than that of a fallen man
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