The storms of clay

by Sultan Alam   Oct 18, 2006


In night, i not forbid
the storms of clay come at tight

the bulbs off because of light
i out of my room and look at sky

the clay around up and side
like a haze in the winter night

i feels go back to the room
before the whirlpool rises

locked the room and close my eye
and wait of tomorrow might

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