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I don't know if you know of the sorrow, of my pain
I don't know if you know of the trap i've fallen in
I don't know if you ever find the grave my soul is buried within

I don't know if you know how the tears in my eyes dance to and fro
I don't know if you know how my eyes is losing it's glow
I don't know if you know how my heart needs to cry
I don't know if you know how my soul longs to fly.

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6 comments:

A.H.ROSTAMI said...

Dear otherside blue. Yes I have experienced them. I long my soul fly, I think my soul is somehow flying. Without sorrow, broken heart,tears in eyes it is not possible to fly.
Your poem is excellent.

Anonymous said...

With all those, I wonder if ever you be able to fly. I really doubt..

Othersideblue said...

I will fly when my soul released
When life matters no more
When the time comes
no one stops me when am freed
when the angle of dead winks at me
when he comes to take me
I will spread my wings
I will fly.

A.H.ROSTAMI said...

At least in my dream I saw that I was flying like a bird. These points can not be understod unless one do not pay too much attention to this life, such as money,... If a person is materialistic can never understand this poem. A Sofi can quite understand what Othersideblue is saying.

A.H.ROSTAMI said...

Dear othersideblue, by this poem YOU are flying in the sky like a beautiful bird. Do not speak of your death please.

Anonymous said...

yep knows all