poem #56A Poem by bishmasBe these the longings of a madman: The longings are sane Blazon have the clues been strewn The clues are plain Bring forward my memories My memories do gain Bemoan did I, The hapless refrain Borrowed time Does not remain © 2015 bishmas |
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