Come On Marked Grave Pp Me's
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Upon my marked grave
many poets come again and again
to not to pray
but ask
PPME how did you compose
freestyle poetry
They come once only
then pass into
oblivion of time
in search of
no reason nor rhyme
wondering how did they love poetry of mine
and
at the smartening of their bursting youth
they crumble
morning wood has just burnt
how did PP ME you
such a life long one earn
tell us all
we yearn
1400 hundreds of poems
in time none
composed have you
O poet
PPME
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş