lunch

lunch

A Poem by Inda

I think its time for lunch,
I'll feed the paper
later,
now its time to eat.
Crowds wait patiently
to hear stories of defeat,
the storyteller lies
calls them victories.

© 2016 Inda


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Quite interesting piece. A fragment of life described in a few verses :)

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on February 17, 2016
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Inda
Inda

miami, FL



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