It is dark and horrifying
And almost worrying
Any strong man
When approached with bad omen
It will send shivering
With feet altering
The walking pattern
Real thing for worry and concern
Yes, nights are best suited
When I visit ill fated
The soul gets frightened
The clouds in sky get darkened
An owl may sound with warning
The dogs may start barking
The legend says” they have eyes to recognize”
But we are in fact emissaries and only oblige
People are unaware
And never dare
To speak ill about us
Their light bulb gets fused when we knock
don't be traditional Muslim we are born to break the traditions. 2 minutes ago by............................Seyed Mohammad Reza Parhizgar (chinese pegasus) | Reply
don't be traditional Muslim we are born to break the traditions. 2 minutes ago by Seyed Mohammad Reza Parhizgar (chinese pegasus) | Reply
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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