Wind of expressions
A collection of poems by Adithya Yogesh
Friday, May 27, 2011
All turned white
Snow as pure as white
falls all through the night
It makes everything white
As it falls through the night..
The blue police cars all turned white
the brown roof tops all turned white
it makes everything white..
as the snow falls through the night
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