Azam Abidov

Poetry

A Reading woman

5.00(19 votes)

More

* * *

5.00   (2 votes)

I am clay –

Liquid and weak.

I have neither tongue

Nor mouth, to speak.

Everyone likes

To make some figure

From me,

I am clay –

Liquid and weak.

I always go

Through palms.

I leak…

I leak…

The PlovdivLit site is a creative product of "Plovdiv LIK" foundation and it`s object of copyright.
Use of hyperlinks to the site, editions, sections and specific texts in PlovdivLit is free.

© PlovdivLit 2020