On the morning

[ghaith.salih]

The days pass on pregnant trouble
Daylight comes, followed by a long night
I am looking for a straw submerged
Tasrni pain ..
Rocking my tribulations for you, but I Low ..
Resist hurricane and cyclones
This is because the echo .. The sadness of my voice
If I was injured .. Like a veteran
And shout Menksra .. This is because the echo
But despite the lower O time
I live in a nice dream.

From Baghdad

 

[AnotherNewGuy]

Love this type of color splash, if you can call it that.