Inalienable: Shadorma


Strange beings.
Each their own planet.
Who dares calls
Look around then look within
And burst out laughing.

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 November 11, 2019, in Poetry, Shadorma and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Gosh!
    You said so much in so few words.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. two legged
    whose ancestors
    are stars 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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