Blood Over The Clouds
Here I am again sitting in the same place and at the same time as the battle between Light and Darkness is over
the sun is drowning in the earthly blue blood while her reddish blood is flooding over the shredded clouds which seemed like papers of a loser writer
thousands of fighters' souls are shining up in the Black battlefield
Here I come as usual waiting for your plane to appear from either bloods
Copyright © Arabian Poet | Year Posted 2017
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