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Adeeb Al-Fateh
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Let me come here
to the petaled womb of dreams
where I live in withered
No moonlit is dancing here
you are alone in the ripple of the light
Blooming fragrance is swimming
in the cadence of rain
The drought of life stumbles
From the palm tree of your yard
I pluck the abstemious of heart
without pink thorns
Stale venom of love
Whispers between the beaks of drone
No together but
Enjoying get together party
© Adeeb Al-Fateh
August 12,2026
Bangladesh
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