The Postcard Poem by Rahman Henry
The Postcard
The postcard once I've sent you
Dislocated and lost now
Traveling from town to town
City to city, country after country
The postcard once I've sent you
A bird now, flying unwearied, and
Lost its memory. Once, very soon,
You would read the postcard
Unread, in your upcoming dream.
Oh! it was golden time. Really you motivated to me. Good ink! Thanks a lot dearest poet Rahman Henry. Be well always.
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4/25/2024 8:11:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Once, very soon, You would read the postcard Unread, in your upcoming dream.