الأحد، 28 فبراير 2010

















A small shining train
Was led by a diamond grain
Early in the morning
Stopped by
Stopped by
While the remains of moon
Was combing the sky
A wide dark cloud
Appeared like heaven's breathe
Stretched over and underneath
In the space of high
While the moon was leaving the sky
The train …the train
I mean …. The shining Diamond grain
Stopped for a crowd of humans
Who were dipped in poverty
Hefted by a narrow lane
Weeping the lost gain
Since the kingdom
Aborted the lands of wheat
And bled her brain
By melting the men's minds in stain
Searching days and nights
For the eternal shiny
Diamond grain!
The train ….. the train
Slowly
Shy
Kissed the little parted Flame
Tasted the secret in the dry grain
Under the heavy
Trembled rain
Stopped
Slowly
Shy
Smiled in
pain
!

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