She
She walks in beauty
With light heart
Heavier with hope
Chants jaybird.
She walks in bounty
Drops of rain on dry dust
The sudden smell of life
Shows off all her beauty.
She walks in misery
With braveheart
Her wintry eyes
Falls off her beauty.
She walks in sake
Dreams bigger
Show off the power
That within resides.
She walks in anger
Covered in muck
No present no future
Only past’s ash suck.
Socalled poetry of Biba
So-called Poetry of Biba 
I admire your poetry,dear. Just continue what you’re doing.I’m happy for you. BTW, thanks for the visit and follow. God bless you!
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