As january comes to an end
Let the pigeons fly
They wander heedless
On road ,let them not die
The cedars by side of road
Stand still and dogs freely roam
The ways to my orchard ,
Let them walk with me alone
I sit on the earth
And she talks to me
The words seem my own
Noise of world made me
Forget my heavenly abode.....
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
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Written on 2025-01-28 at 17:02
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Let the pigeons fly
Honk the hornLet the pigeons fly
They wander heedless
On road ,let them not die
The cedars by side of road
Stand still and dogs freely roam
The ways to my orchard ,
Let them walk with me alone
I sit on the earth
And she talks to me
The words seem my own
Noise of world made me
Forget my heavenly abode.....
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
Read 18 times
Written on 2025-01-28 at 17:02
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