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Black Leaf

10 Apr

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Black crow, Fake flow:
Wheels blow, Speed slow.

In night at flight with tight dream which lies,
See, sight sea – sky with fishy flies.

Ah! Stupidity, Eligibility in Creativity end;
Shot dead, Half hand on wet land!

On Bark! animal talks in walk,
Fork swings, Folk play but half fuck!

In vain! So, Shame on fame but lame;
But, Black Leaf, Strangers leave in lane.

Some hope, White flower’s dope-
human quack, dumb duck wake.

Black crow, Fake flow:
Wheels blow, Speed Slow.

JIgar Makwana

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2 Comments

Posted by on April 10, 2018 in Literature

 

2 responses to “Black Leaf

  1. wutheringheightscom

    June 9, 2018 at 9:28 pm

    Beautiful poetry ,loved it 😀

    Liked by 1 person

     

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