Cumulus
Cumulus
No, it wasn't a dream,
Ney, I have never napped.
Through window, I peeped
Dead rivers spirit, a bream
Rising Stream, O heavens stream!
Rose high into the heaven, the quill
Under the power of the majestic sun
Not a reverie, it's really not a fun
I have just seen the natures thrill.
Airy rill, O heavens rill!
Oh! Life comes out of dead
Who plays such magical trick?
Was it natures control freak?
Or the sciences taught and lead
I plead, O heavens plead
'O' Ocean, Cemetery of rivers
Winged life lifted high in white
Sang and crackled, amazing sight
O lord! Ye the weaver and no weavers
We believe truly, O Lord! we believers//
Aftab Alam Khursheed
poem by Aftab Alam Khursheed
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