Scramble Windows Poem by Musfiq us shaleheen
Scramble Windows
days have hanged
in the scramble windows
again I have heard
the whispering of low winds
streams of endless flows
where there I am bound
though I haven't found
yet never found the way
where is the path of the bay
wandering in a hopeless May
"I love you"
once again I say
where those days
maybe in the shadows
that I have left
in the long meadows
Here something is certain
That I have never forgotten
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