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ERASE MY GRAVE
Editor's Choice Award for Outstanding Achievement in Poetry-
Published in Peaceful Journey- Judges Committee-
The International Library of Poetry
In the land of autumn.the wind axes away
the violins in La chanson d'Autumne
and clears the way to a new day
Rusted sonnets had sealed the vault
where the the drums and the scriptures.
still fight about their last page in history
Blow hard and strong, wind
please destroy for me
that momument to absurdilty
erase my name, erase my grave
while time is still ticking painfully..
Open the black bellies of the cemetaries
and let the prayer of my souls fly free
Blow that hasty kiss
to my last day decimated in counted moments.
I did never asked to be
Now I do ask to be no more.
but that autumn leaf that you keep floating
in that last season of your heart
Copyrighted Rahman brigitte-Series Malovel dix-sept
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