The Flight Of Our Thought

A Abdul Wahab Abdul Wahab
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Perhaps you do not like the flight of my thought, ordinary As you like your breath More necessary than your delicious food Or a tonic for your hectic life A little bomb to blow you out With a little more weight to sink you deep To fetch the meaning of wonder Get you to face the surprising beauty of ugliness Even all the lies have their own cracking sound Every footstep contains its own music Even through an empty space can travel a wish Without an image the softness can be perceived The fragrance of every flower is full of worth to a poet So many things at a time can not go without meaning the burning touch of memories of nothingness and the balloon you inflate without air half of smoke and half of desire what should I do with it n the way of my life direction-less? a kite can not fly with out hope as we can not have rain with out cloud the breeze of your thought so soothing and so sweet flies like a kite in the cloud of dreams whose flight is a beauty what a I behold with exquisite delight..

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