poem
#WritcoPoemPrompt28
She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers...
Couldn't match the tragedy of silence
Before poets are not done with aches
of rains while someone has...
She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers...
Couldn't match the tragedy of silence
Before poets are not done with aches
of rains while someone has...