NIGHT HAG
The lovers of dark nights
Dumb like a fence post
Poor sods,
Muscular and talented
For they lift the night's sleepless sorrow
They never ping your door for good,
Indeed smart crooks
Yet emaciated,
They enjoy the night's coldness
This are night runners!
Beautifully undressed,
Hissing along like an unfocused python,
Making funny cries in the night's silence,
Melodious cries lacking beats of joy
The generation of dark families.
They never worry of the strong winds,
They are icy hot
The sower of their own dark doddle nights
Runners of all time,
The invisible ink
The generation of dark families.
Zeba Islam
24-Dec-2021 06:48 PM
Nice
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Shrishti pandey
24-Dec-2021 08:06 AM
Very nice
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Niraj Pandey
24-Dec-2021 12:00 AM
very nice👌
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