Poetry
Unforgettable leaf
Wouldn't it be possible to take this leaf back to the tree?
Wouldn't this leaf see our moments of conversation
Seated with other green leaves,
Seated once again on the brownish curved branch of the tree? Wouldn't this leaf forget its drops of dry tears
To stand up from patient dust of Mother Earth?
And thus wouldn't it regain the
Massive shape of an ancient tree shade then? Or this leaf would go far from here, waving through the air,
Would walk mile after mile, leaving our heart's blue courtyard!
Wouldn't this leaf stop on the tree for one last time?
Or would it only go too far away forever from here? Wouldn't this leaf gaze in curiosity at cosmic stars?
Write a letter for us on the windy pages in silence? Wouldn't this leaf go back to the tree one more time
To touch the conversations of our final days
With its finger line? #
Lies the tranquil of the sonic of seasons,
When the flesh of the cube reveals the spirit of the circle
The power illuminates the magic of the reasons. Time after time, blinding the scenic eyes of the sublime
Raids in, the mesmeric from within
And the tempest of the melodic ferocious,
The senses-euphoric settles the score of the fleetingly tragic
In a hallucinating spell of the conned victorious. Run for cover? Every time fear takes over?
Be enslaved by desire? Or master the earth, wind, fire and water?
Or let the mystic of my wisdom
Rule the heart of my kingdom,
And command the path to the grandeur of my empire…..
Wouldn't this leaf see our moments of conversation
Seated with other green leaves,
Seated once again on the brownish curved branch of the tree? Wouldn't this leaf forget its drops of dry tears
To stand up from patient dust of Mother Earth?
And thus wouldn't it regain the
Massive shape of an ancient tree shade then? Or this leaf would go far from here, waving through the air,
Would walk mile after mile, leaving our heart's blue courtyard!
Wouldn't this leaf stop on the tree for one last time?
Or would it only go too far away forever from here? Wouldn't this leaf gaze in curiosity at cosmic stars?
Write a letter for us on the windy pages in silence? Wouldn't this leaf go back to the tree one more time
To touch the conversations of our final days
With its finger line? #
Choice abundance
Obaidur Rahman In the midst of the cynical redLies the tranquil of the sonic of seasons,
When the flesh of the cube reveals the spirit of the circle
The power illuminates the magic of the reasons. Time after time, blinding the scenic eyes of the sublime
Raids in, the mesmeric from within
And the tempest of the melodic ferocious,
The senses-euphoric settles the score of the fleetingly tragic
In a hallucinating spell of the conned victorious. Run for cover? Every time fear takes over?
Be enslaved by desire? Or master the earth, wind, fire and water?
Or let the mystic of my wisdom
Rule the heart of my kingdom,
And command the path to the grandeur of my empire…..
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