Monday, September 24, 2018

My Lovely Bird


Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani
© Ali Taha Alnobani
Confused, I went to her

The road was silent and cold

The trees were dull and bored

 I prepared the long story again

Some words were tacky and bold

She was leaning against the wall near the window

I tried to speak, but felt everything was old

I did not see my lovely bird

It was sold


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