Persian Nightingale - Poet

They just parrot anything that Love says
They have an original thought in their head
In doom and gloom or happiness
Quartz tears of angels they shed
Black and white life in their eyes
Colorful, green, blue and red
Let's close our mouth and write
What The Love asks us to spread

(2008/8/22)

Persian Nightingale

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