"Dust of Untold Tales"
The wind has no color on my window, only a fragrance, a long sigh
Only a bunch of light comes, announcing the morning, evening and dusk...
Two falcons fights for something in the middle of the sky
The ever busy eyes of the city don’t see the change in the sky’s emblazon
Full moon, comet, the cloud of autumn, remains ever unseen...
A crowd of tales travels in a row shadowing each cobble of dust
Untold sorrows come up as waves in the sea of sweat and smoke-
Get lost in a seriatim tailing the fading backlight of a broken public bus
Some of us just stare, takes deep breath, only to sigh ...
staring to a fighting falcon couple in the middle of the sky, smelling the dust of untold tales
Thank you for stopping by
Have A Wonderful Day