Poem 11 – Hour 11 – Aymen Zaheer

Fantasy Place

My flight of thoughts is ordinary

Like a juicy fruit on tree of cherry

I left the burden once I carried

Self-pity and cowardice to whom I married

 

I want to live in rainbow of flowers

Near the lake, by sitting in water for hours

The buds are kissing my face every moment

Cool breeze aids them this bestowment

 

I wish, I walk on the rainbow

Take a sight to dance on snow

I want to mix with mother nature

As weaving love by a filature

 

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