These memories narrate its scented story

Words soaked with ink

Searching for handkerchief to

Wipe its grey rain



About Samra

Poet and fundraiser for humanitarian causes. Lives in London
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2 Responses to Memories

  1. fstopfun says:

    very poetic, You have a vivid use of the words you have chosen. I like your poetry, is very short and simple to understand your feelings

  2. Samra says:

    Thank you, kind of you

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