Saul Palti

I love






How the winters fight
brings her frozen breeze
cold crisp flows
through her cold night
her eyes has shun
a light of clear realise
everlasting time upon her beauty
sigh the grass is frozen
the flower petals fallen
sounds of hound dogs
whale all around
crickets croak their midnight praises
talking
and all life is heaven bound
some shops close in the darkness
stolen merchandise
at a costly price
rude awakening
spoilt by drunkenness
for the days of wages doubled
by the throw of dice
how her topsy turvy cycle continues
just another night in paradises avenue

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