THE POOL OF MY TEARS The pool of tears From eyes to cheek Evolve to the toes And heading to the head Am only loathsome to swim It might be my drown death only suffer are probable Where the death is inevitable The flame of fire on the bush Towards the vast farmland Luxurious, giants and the dwarfs Tree were turn into ash Who is to blame, my enemies? They are overlapping at my eyes While overview mirror would show only back objects I should even once use with front screen, to view the black wailers Innocuous I was Aggressive I am Its a single giant Would redeem me from horrors A legend of my world The courage of my brave He is the one! He is the one!! The one who own a fire rope Diamond eye with golden heart Recognised past admirable yet One last chance to the heaven Hold just the feather out of wings More powerful and strong To face any challenge A POETIC BY BASHEER OUMAR BUMAL
Posted on: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 11:02:32 +0000
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