Boiled Milk, In Another Shape Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Boiled Milk, In Another Shape



He calls himself boiled milk Simply because he thinks that He looks like milk when it reaches the boiling point, He is only nervous and moody Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere, Milk is good boiled or cold Simply because our bodies benefit from, Boiled milk is not suitable to a corrupt mind Simply because a good thing does not look like a bad thing, Boiled milk is not good when it's only rotten, so Mr boiled milk is merely rotten milk only.

Friday, July 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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