I am tripping between of ruins
It stopping and blowing again undecided winds
Screaming on my head a crow
Does it call my disaster ?
Or
Warning me?
It cannot talking that
How can I know?.
I am tripping between of ruins
Outside blowing undecided winds.
Street singing its song
With pell-mell, dustbin s full
How many people even eat
All the same hungry soul.
First where from
Had I begun to travel?
How many days
How many months, Maybe year.
Anymore I don't know
I don't know anymore
Where's paradise
Where's hell
Between Of Ruins
Leila Cankaya
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Poem topics: people, song, travel, warning, head, soul, street, paradise, year, hungry, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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