The Contamination
The flat evening
In the bowl
In the swing
Absolute control
In the sky
The gray air
A little shy
The white hair
In the morning
The beta blocker
In the evening
The scripture and prayer
The river was tranquil
Neither the ripples nor the whistles
The chest peaceful
No fractions and decimals
Suddenly the gale
A blue blast
The prayer is frail
Begins the glasnost
In the dead soil
Fresh green poetry
The cup of turmoil
The struggling two and three
The charm is infectious
The music so supple
The Aphrodite of Cyprus
Drives away the camel
The control is contaminated
The germ is inexorable
With the blood gets blended
The pink poison granules
We postpone the starlight
The wine glasses calling
The summits of the highlights
In the waft of the spring
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April 7, 2018
Contamination - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2018
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