Let Me Not Wander In A Barren Dream!

Oh My soft-moaning Romance
With tranquil lute!
Fair plumed mist!
Queen of my heart!
Make melodious this rainy day.

Shut up you idiot phone, and be mute:
Bubye! for once again the fierce dispute,
Between curse and heartfelt clay
I must burn through;
Humbly once more in the assay.

The bitter-sweet of this Shuhabain fruit
Poet and a cloud of sind,
Sire of our deep eternal theme,
Through the old forest
I am gone.

Let me not wander in a barren dream,
But when I am consumed in the fire,
Give me new eagle wings to fly.

© Shuhab Abro

Published by Shuhab abro

Fearless fighter

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