Poverty ornamental brewing soul walks in the Pepper tree lane <br />And a far away tall chimney carries off smoke to the wistful sky <br />Like his wistful thinking. <br />Hardly he got into an omnipotent bus that goes to an unreal destiny. <br /> <br />I would like this to be windswept, if I know the whereabouts of the songbird Susie.Gharib? <br /> <br /> <br />*[ They have pierced my hands and my feet, they have counted all my bones.]<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-wayfarer-seeks-his-ancestors-in-a-tombless-graveyard/
