Evening of a cold November
Fog everywhere and lights
Beaming from top of hill
The trees become silhouettes
Do they tell me to be silent
Or do they teach to grieve
The memories burn in midnight
And the moon does catch fire
The dog barks far
And moon light too vivid to bear.......
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
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Written on 2024-11-23 at 22:49
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It's fog and late evening ✨Fog everywhere and lights
Beaming from top of hill
The trees become silhouettes
Do they tell me to be silent
Or do they teach to grieve
The memories burn in midnight
And the moon does catch fire
The dog barks far
And moon light too vivid to bear.......
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
Read 60 times
Written on 2024-11-23 at 22:49
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