Reza Raza

As the blush of a lovely breast spreads
Harpy eagle's desire hovers over the Tigris river
Taurus rides the high tide of excitement.
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Scenes within the limits of vision-
Gardens, flowers and the abstract songs of leaves
Their ways of life
The unseen cover of difference
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The old pain in the skull seems to be
heading Kapildanga means
a mound with a high plaque
The mound surrounded by a wall is not far away!
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Someday suddenly-
If love comes and says-
How many bundles did you cut?
How many bundles did you tie?
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Breeze translates the silence of the gusty forest in Indian oak branch,
Aquatic colors die and fade in the pupil of eyes.
Confused idol lies in the flames of extinguishing light in pathetic temple.
Then what happened today in the dead forest of the mating season?
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Fire and surrender

Observing the motion of distant planets
Walking in the path, city and port
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Days Go By In The Stream Of Sunlight

Then your falling youth
How pitiful!
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And I-
Beyond the forest, beyond the mind
Came over-
Kandapara's field
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Leaving very comfortable warmth
I was reluctant to come
Forcefully I have been sent to
The blazing fire of the earthen furnace
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It's dawn like every day
Hiding the moon and the stars
A big round sun came up in the blue sky
What a wonderful shiver in the air
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At dead of night from the window of my study
A red Moon is visible -
In its fallen youth-
Upset Moon-
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The wind in the window-
Ignored, alone I am -
But the -
moonlight falls down -
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Ploughing the mud of complex day
The shadow of long fatigue has descended-
The illusion of a gloomy evening-
As if blowing along the meditation of a Yogi
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Bee hive of Lemon Garden of Ande Villa-
Its humming fills up the entire brain
Below is the hue and cry of hiding game.
Now in the midnight-
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Now on the face
Huge deep yellow color's
Tragic spread.
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Now search the song of roof-making
The consolation of a slow motion day-
Romantic body of the Olive Barb in sight
Of Bioscope smeared colorful childhood-
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Maybe-
One day
On the way to complete silence-
See you-
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Darkness is removed by the light of his skull
There becomes dawn on the ground
But what a terrible deception
In the treaty of stupid interests
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No submissive currents-
In the copper pages of innumerable histories
On which various paintings are painted;
Not his destiny-
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Now with a sharp razor in the skull
There happens the lamentation of stripped marrow
Falls down on the fragile chest
The bark of the monstrous sound.
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