something

Of my silent dark eyes

And blackest wings, however,

I see within the stare,

Glide with the wind until skies.

Traces of other people’s smell

Approach warily on mornings.

 

 

Adnan a Zuberi

New Delhi, INDIA

adnanazuberi@gmail.com

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