There is no form for the young wind that sings the song
A sound cannot be heard without air
In the coming of a khanam, the loot is gone
But the eyes do not know the address of the wind
This life is a quest
The mind that searches and searches for it is lost
There is no form for the young wind that sings the song
A sound cannot be heard without air
Color cannot be seen without eyes
You cannot see your eye that sees color
Do you need a quilt face?
Are feelings enough to need its image?
Once the vision appears in the eye, the imagination runs out
Imagination grows only in the sight
Like a song, even the search is a pleasure
There is no form for the young wind that sings the song
A sound cannot be heard without air
The body does not exist here without a soul
Don't wander about what life means
The roots of life are our secret
The most important thing is to see the secret
The searching beings are hungry every day
Life is delicious as long as the search is there
Like a song, even the search is a pleasure
There is no form for the young wind that sings the song
A sound cannot be heard without air
In the coming of a khanam, the loot is gone
But the eyes do not know the address of the wind
This life is a quest
The mind that searches and searches for it is lost
There is no form for the young wind that sings the song
A sound cannot be heard without air
I come and go like a cloud
Vanilla I've been looking for you!!!
I come and go like a cloud
Vanilla I've been looking for you!!!
To whom to send messengers
I agree with you on that
my dear !!! my dear !!!
I come and go like a cloud
Vanilla I've been looking for you!!!
This is the beginning of waking up
Damn mind blowing it is the pleasure in it
Is love beautiful? No knowledge?
Is love healthy? No burden?
my dear !!! my dear !!!
I come and go like a cloud
Vanilla I've been looking for you!!!
I come and go like a cloud
Vanilla I've been looking for you!!!
When you came, the rain came and it was bliss
If you speak, my oasis blooms everywhere
The door will come as my love Nila
That day will come and I will breathe
my dear !!! my dear !!!
I come and go like a cloud
Vanilla I've been looking for you!!!
I come and go like a cloud
Vanilla I've been looking for you!!!
To whom to send messengers
I agree with you on that
my dear !!! my dear !!!
Touch and touch me rainbow
Time is calling in the distance
Adolescent mind to let go
Space Ascension
Why is this mansion like a temple?
O Goddess, my life, this plant is for you
If a storm rains in the sky
Where will you protect me, beauty?
Put you in my eyes, dear
I will close the doors called lids
Is it possible?
I swear..
(touch touch..)
If this earth is exhausted
Where will you put me?
Dust the stars
I will make a good house
I am in the heat of the stars
What will I do if it melts?
Combine the melted drops
Give my life, I will give life
O king, is this true?
O woman, the day is on your way
If there is, I will spread the mat myself
I trust you
(touch touch..)
There is a swimming pool and no water
Where to swim in it?
Fill it with attar
Bathe this lily queen
If you love in this way
What will happen to my song?
If the wind blows your throat
Arrange for arrest
You won a woman's heart with love
O Rani in that Indraloka
I will bring one flower rate per day
Your love is enough
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Perfect Little Pirate
The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. The sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
By M. A. Mehan 4 days ago in Fiction
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Your poem feels so rhythmic, like lyrics to a song. “A sound cannot be heard without air” so deep and meaningful, love that you repeated it through out the first verse.