Sonnet Iii..... Poem by Atef Ayadi

Sonnet Iii.....



i rubbed, and
ripped off

myself....
from my spring times.....


while, keeping memories....
of loveliest springs...

now i

am free from all
springs.....the winters are always falling off
after
summers watery times...

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