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How all those stand!
Two windows face to face
In front of an abstract day
How the waves come back!
Unspoken words come out
Err of Season flooding flowers
Spreading Smell
Spring of vain dreams
In the wet air
Mews in the distant horizon
Aloof mind spins in the compulsive time
Wants to buy what pays for
A Springtime
Restless dreams of bubbles
In a very blue sky
Playing within an unknown day
Moving with the mystic cradle
Imaginable house of cards
Keep covered with feathers
Playing within the Light and Shadow
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Copyright @ Musfiq us shaleheen-2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem