Ghazal 5- Tell Me Poem by Umarr Amin

Isn't there bolo agility in thought and word, tell me
Is one safe under their ferd? tell me

I confided my confidante to recount my impasse to my beloved
Is it yen to scowl after what He heard? tell me

He has his flights with the falcons
How will he sit with an apteral bird? tell me

The legion of emotions is asunder, prowling hither and tither
When will they know the weal is in the herd? tell me

'Umar' Were you here to count the pebbles of carnal life?
Which potion, your vision blurred? tell me
@Umar amin