Jafar S B Alam

Rookie (September 21,1982 / Toronto)

Lap Of The Morning - Poem by Jafar S B Alam

Lying in the lap of the morning
The dawn has just arrived
She tries to find
The heart of her dream
She touches, squeezing
Only the surface of hope
She takes a long deep breath
Along the brink of the valley
Of passion
That has blown away with the wind
Amongst the leaves that become
As gray as dust
The mist of an old, lost love
Is felt shivering for a moment
She stands on the green grass
A breeze rises up
She turns away

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 29, 2010



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