October 25, 2015 Seeds by Shayma’a Ahmed By KWC Admin ¶ Posted in Poetry, Seeds, Shayma'a Ahmed ¶ Leave a comment Seeds and beads and sinful deeds Live forever And (all) over again. You can hear the wail of trumpets Softening; fainting. A field – scattered, Fulgurating, None abscond; What meanders shall converge. Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Related