Gathering the ink

Gathering the ink

17 April 2020

Courtesy Christian Schloe

 

Practise me

Like a tired flame

Whisper slow

In my ears

I am drunken on the speech

All that we once were

 

Moments gone

Take me to the source

Of magic

My appeal

A winding staircase leading

To where I can shout

 

There are words

Definitions thrown

Like cardboard

To beggars

We sleep on them like white sheet

Gathering the ink

 

Reading of the poem:

All that is left is Sky (Official Music Video) – Azam Ali

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