All Birds Of My Heart… Poem by Ghazal Ebrahimzade

All birds of my heart were high in sudden curved of the azure sky where enthusiasm and happiness flourishing directly
In the magnificent immigration through
dance of wind and wine.
Swirling
and
swirling
From north to south.
showing amazing absolutely, through exposing colorful long tails
from earth to clouds where human's eyes rarely can magnify
How far? …
Don't remember exactly
It was fire, water or turbidity dust in a shapeless tornado in
unexpected curved of the grey road
where
All birds of my heart …all birds of one type
suddenly lost.
I...
Reluctant, morbid…feeling false
I…
in hoursextend in duration of long time that burn the expectations outcome.
Waiting for
magnificent immigration may return them to their nest,on top of my heart.
maybe they die, maybe go far…
nurturing and nourishing them a lot,
how is it possible to stay without birds of height?
while
"Maybes" …has never grown any flower in any dust.
the next immigration is not so far
… birdies…
Shall I see you again in the realm of my emotional yard?

Muharram 2017...Ashoura Night...