Flying Poems
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Abdul Wahab
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When there is no sun
And the rain likely to come
But no rain
I silently take the corner
Of the corner less memory lane
Like an old and feeble
I ruminate taking out
The hazy picture of the story
Once you wrote
on my white pages
Now I write poems after poems
On the opposite side
And let those fly
With a wish to reach you
As you know water is not so hard
And the wind may be kind enough
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş