She drinks a lot
From closet tub
Weird weird !
White dress
Full of black dirt
Her face was clean and pure
Dark lady dark lady!
Is she blind or
Is she mad ?
She walks through the street
Carries a stone bag
Yellow light everywhere
She came closer to them
They ran off from there
Utter loud cry
Seems to be music ..........
The Dark Lady
Amala Bose
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 04/30/2020
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Poem topics: light, music, white, face, clean, street, pure, blind, black, yellow, dress, stone, dark, lady, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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