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Salman Raian Poem
Thus the fetter less shadows I've been dragging
As the seeds of stalwart words are germinating one after another
This is happiness that touches the horizon from green to dark green!
Leave to glade and the smell of wet air
A long time ago, the pain sounder has gone.
Ha bliss! Like sleeping,
Spend time idly into Bluish tint of the eyes.
Oh majestic! How to dawn
On my chest to match the sky!
A Cerulean sail of comfort
Stand against the wind!
From wave to wave, reaches far crowd.
How to going about lost so long personal invention of fancy!
Orotund rollicking, Malice aspirations,
Scream like heavenly dream.
My survival, my survival!
Across the field of sunflower plants, just a plant,
A sunflower, talking with the sun alone
Copyright © Salman Raian | Year Posted 2016
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Salman Raian Poem
No, pain in my vain
No, discomfort in my chill fort
No, objection in my reaction
No, regret in my treat
No, arrangements in my lament
No, no, no
I've no readiness like car wheel
I don't last ever like youth and fuel
No, no, let me go.
Copyright © Salman Raian | Year Posted 2016
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