”Clock that governs the life” It is progressing every moment clock that governs the lifeThat dead leaves of the branches of the human life is the fall of the tree Cold wintry wind blowing fluttering dead leavesIt has fallen to the ground the body is dry to the rustlingIf stepped on to moisture evaporates footShattered if the wind will be shattered blowsDead leaves is Kayes to microorganisms us wet in the rain SaturdayI want you there so my life is alsoLong-cherished ambition Nari If gills instead of naturallyLong-cherished ambition Nari If go home naturally ”Poet - Modrns…”#haart #poetry #poet #poem
It is progressing every moment clock that governs the lifeThat dead leaves of the branches of the human life is the fall of the tree Cold wintry wind blowing fluttering dead leavesIt has fallen to the ground the body is dry to the rustlingIf stepped on to moisture evaporates footShattered if the wind will be shattered blowsDead leaves is Kayes to microorganisms us wet in the rain SaturdayI want you there so my life is alsoLong-cherished ambition Nari If gills instead of naturallyLong-cherished ambition Nari If go home naturally ”Poet - Modrns…”#haart #poetry #poet #poem
