Boulevard Of Sleepless Nights

Feb 17

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Liking this muchly
“A little smoke”, “one more drink”
Decided to share
Road to paradise becomes
Boulevard of broken dreams

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on February 17, 2016, in Poem - Not Written By Me Though, Reposted from elsewhere. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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