Poems from isarobei
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The man by the moon
yawns
in plain sunday afternoon
-Ima Ríos
“Come, Come”
I said
but the deaf death went away.
-Ima Ríos
An image
by Ima Ríos
I have an image on my mind.
A memory.
A memento.
A picture that is yours.
Yours and mine.
Its about you, me and...
Free Palestine!
by Ima Ríos
Metalic rain
erase the smell of life.
Alien fire
Bombs
...
Between time and space
by Ima Rios
Twentyfour:
the perfect number
the essence of my life
and my life... is you.
Twentyfour are the...