Nov 2018
after the dawn
when bats are awaken
cold starts crawling in
clouds passing over the moon
like water flushing the dust
only dark remained for the last
when bats are awaken
cold starts crawling in
clouds passing over the moon
like water flushing the dust
only dark remained for the last
my first short poem in hellopoetry
-8/14/2016
-8/14/2016
