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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    1. Really?:P..I was expecting curses from all those who admire my writings.Haha

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    2. reynold francis3 July 2013 at 16:53

      hey that's awesome poem

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    3. You've gradually stepped into surrealism; I like that. Keep at it.

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    4. Yeah i was thinking the same.But it's not good:P

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  2. reynold francis3 July 2013 at 16:52

    hey it's awesome zarnab

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  3. Sometimes the thoughts that come into our mind without knowing the origin end up being the most beautiful writing :-)

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    1. You're one of encouraging persons who always praise my thoughts and thank you so much for this:)

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  4. Awesome Z...loved it..u truly are talented ma-sha-ALLAH :)

    I 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

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    1. Haha...You were right when you thought of me as stupid:P..

      And thank you so much for being here:D

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