
The world
ends in small doses
discoveries lead us
to lands of explosions
and pollutions.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

Slid into heaven
Thanks to raven wings and bones
It is a dark room
Scattering of beads, thunder
I wake in the morn
poem written in Tanka form

The world
ends in small doses
discoveries lead us
to lands of explosions
and pollutions.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina