Rolling and Smoking Will – A Ghazal

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Rolling and Smoking Will – A Ghazal

Leftovers marked impending will
Let go if you can bending will

Old China, teak furniture, books
His never-ending quill

I closed the suitcase lid
No hope left in swallowing pills

A garden of roses and jasmine
He wove magic with his tending till

What is gone can’t come back
Time is never standing still

Tumble bumble rumble forth Das
Life is a spellbinding drill

Pictures from the weekend: Amsterdam Bos, Boerderij Meerzicht, Little Gym Amsterdam, De Veranda

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2 comments on “Rolling and Smoking Will – A Ghazal”

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