Thursday, June 6, 2019

Mohammad Erfun Amin, Dagori, Yangon, Burma

Ode To My Pen

When penning any poems,
My pen bows down... 
On any papers on love,
Mysterious earth, or nature.

When composing a love poem,
My heart is so striving
And my blood is singing,
And my pen is dancing.

When scribbling a nature poem,
I think nature is Heaven,
Nature is harmony and
It's what we see and hear.

When writing a poem on the earth,
I think the earth is a melody,
God is all soul and with us,
The earth is closing on us.

© 2019 
Mohammad Erfun Amin



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