Epitome Poem by Kawa Karpo

Epitome



When they see my sore arm
When they see my almond eyes
Winter’s birds undid my sigh way
Song that dies in dusky night
Times are as lighter as winds
Those girls who never know
All the loves of day and night
Creations can be belong to creator

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Gajanan Mishra 10 October 2013

all the loves of day and night.good write. please read my poems and say something.

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