Harp
Thy past thy future thy last
like music in tear they vast
why then my ancient glow
when thy heart still raw
i plea for thy feather for thy doe
that hit waves with a hoe
like rage can show
but no i plead not
such fury said not
enough not for me
yet not yet not even yet
Copyright © Talin Kalishian | Year Posted 2016
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