Meeran Waheed


Bicycle

I was travelling as fast as a car,
Hearing the sweet voice of birds,
Smelling the beautiful smell of roses,
I was eating my fries the thick potato fried with salt in it,
That delicious taste, Yummy Mummy,
I was passing by a farm,
Touching the roses,
The wind was passing by me like the dogs are behind me,
I saw the poor people working hard to eat something,

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