That Creepy Voice
E
Emmanuel George Cefai
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Give me to
Hear
That
Creepy
Voice
That
Slow
And
Winding
My
Ear
Ascended.
The waters that
Yesteryear
Defeated were
And losers
See
They have arisen
Have come to advance
For
They look ever
High
High
To
The high heavens
immense
they look
they rise
the waters roll
the waters murmur
and
the murmurs sigh
scented
the heavy gardens
rose
terrace on terrace
as the river passed by
the sacred river of
immortality:
we see it
we have it
but have it not
and see it not.
Scented.
Bu şiiri puanla
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