The Owl makes no noise...
The sky
Makes the rainbow at
night
Penetrates into the empty spaces
And burns the star’s
eyes
The noise
That worries the moon
And traces the dark
fields
Leaving the shadow
behind
The horror
That fears the little
birds
An obstacle to their
flies
Caged hearts and
trussed lies
The eyes
That burden my lashes
And make crimson the
white
Closing it and let
the pain cry
The end…
P.S:last night,while watching the sky keenly these unsure thoughts came...I don't have any idea about from where they came into my mind..
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Very nice!
ReplyDeleteReally?:P..I was expecting curses from all those who admire my writings.Haha
Deletehey that's awesome poem
DeleteYou've gradually stepped into surrealism; I like that. Keep at it.
DeleteYeah i was thinking the same.But it's not good:P
Deletehey it's awesome zarnab
ReplyDeleteThank you so much :D
DeleteSometimes the thoughts that come into our mind without knowing the origin end up being the most beautiful writing :-)
ReplyDeleteYou're one of encouraging persons who always praise my thoughts and thank you so much for this:)
DeleteAwesome Z...loved it..u truly are talented ma-sha-ALLAH :)
ReplyDeleteI thought you were a stupid lil gurl...but u're much more intelligent than a lota people out there :P
Just kiddin about da stupid part..never thought that ;)
Great work though ... keep it up
Haha...You were right when you thought of me as stupid:P..
DeleteAnd thank you so much for being here:D
It's really awesome Zar
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