Friday, September 8, 2017

parvin shakir-

-image  of  fragrance  i  am 
-do  not  stop me  from scattering  around
-once  scattered   around 
-nobody  gather  me  again
-trembling  with  fear in loneliness
-what  if  your  name  is  read  on my  face
-like  my  dreams  crushed  and  shattered
-god  forbid  nobody  is broken like  wise
-since  dried  out  blossoms  in books  are  found
-i pray  it  never  happens  again
-now  he  never  walks  the  same  path  ever  again
-what  hope  to  curiously  peep out  of  window
-no  sound, no  echo, no  footsteps  heard
-blossoming  heart  is  put  off  if  only  he  would  come
-to  share  his  loneliness in my  world

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