Mohammad Ahmad
02-02-2014, 01:25 PM
I hear a sudden shout coming near
I eavesdrop to see what I hear
An open window trims my room
An ungluing faith staves my doom
Chain of thoughts drive my eyes back
As a going up move resounds in my track
Rezoned again as if it has nostrum
Triply enters my ears as a resonant drum
No mistake I had but the platonic love
Yet my feeling glows as inflamed stove
My aim is just an arrow pulling out its string
And my heart is seemingly an automatic ring
Mayst I haplessly see a vision at my bed?
Nay, the mater is my course to cross instead
Then to ignite my door by then a rosy kindle
And to hear my bulbuls spring and dandle
And to invite my poetry from a distant place
Then to see my Plato wearing a purple dress
Shutting the curtain to touch the ground
Perhaps I then hear not any startling sound.
I eavesdrop to see what I hear
An open window trims my room
An ungluing faith staves my doom
Chain of thoughts drive my eyes back
As a going up move resounds in my track
Rezoned again as if it has nostrum
Triply enters my ears as a resonant drum
No mistake I had but the platonic love
Yet my feeling glows as inflamed stove
My aim is just an arrow pulling out its string
And my heart is seemingly an automatic ring
Mayst I haplessly see a vision at my bed?
Nay, the mater is my course to cross instead
Then to ignite my door by then a rosy kindle
And to hear my bulbuls spring and dandle
And to invite my poetry from a distant place
Then to see my Plato wearing a purple dress
Shutting the curtain to touch the ground
Perhaps I then hear not any startling sound.