Musfiq us shaleheen

Gold Star - 5,146 Points (31st, December,1970 / Khulna, Bangladesh)

Purples Are Deep Divine - Poem by Musfiq us shaleheen

wind of summer
too vagabond
drunk
touching the melancholy afternoon
of the last pale season

flowing over the
deep yellow barren field
echoing the last mystic sound
though yet romantic
spring
the purples are deep
divine

butterflies are flying around
a few birds playing
on the ground
suddenly singing
uttering love

yellow
the golden yellow floating
in the eyes
over hued
saturated

dropping on the ignored
dry
wither leaves
as the rain drops that has made
a blue
day dream

crossing over the mind
a jingle
leap singing
classic
the very lost spring
scrolling into
soul

even in the lonely dark night
rolling up
the sound
as the rolling stone
of the sounding sea

@Musfiq us shaleheen

Topic(s) of this poem: purple

Form: Prose Poem


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, April 20, 2015


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