That shall go to the dust
Ruin in hiding
A mystic's imagery
A step to the next high
On the poet's mind
Painter's pain
Abstract horse and fish
This force of your spirit
This is encaged in your body
Shall find freedom
Breaking away from the norms
This is for the visionary
That has to create
Some image
On the canvas of mind
If thou art not bare
From behind the veils
I shall imagine alone
Though the real
Is immensely beautiful
Like your nude exuberance
2/2/2010
Islamabad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it seems like you own a 'firewall condem' to prevent you become 'materially aware' of unsafe things! nicely told...10