Crows invade my sight
26 August 2018

Dry pitiless cries
Resonating through my mind
Dull and hoarse voices
A glare in the eye
Beak a scavenger’s emblem
Robe mantle of dark
Merciless swirling
Cawing from morning till night
Crows invade my sight
Reading of the poem:
Counting crows – Round Here
Haunting words, Geetha. Great song!
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Thank you Syl. I love the song too 🙂
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You’re very welcome 😊
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Perfect rendition – “Merciless swirling” is a wonderful rhyme
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Thank you Derrick 🙂
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As always a pleasure !
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You have described them beautifully!
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Thank you Malkie 🙂
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