/
'll Go,
'll Go far away
Why are you going too hurry,
My friend
I have come to you
Not to ask for anything
Have Come for Sing

Just See the Spring birds there
As like as me
Have composed tune in to thee Songs
Have dressed my throat in to thee Lyrics

I lived far,
Far away from you
I could not come to any
Lest the if there any love has grown
If I have come down to

This Spring rate does not admit
Have defeated me
Have Come to you
Only to Sing Songs

Don't be afraid
'll not come to you never
'll not love you ever
Even though If you love
My Songs once

I don't lose the Spring
Cause I love thee forever
/
@ Musfiq us shaleheen

Deep red in the dark forest wood,
Under the dying grey of hollow tree,
The fox and the mouses dearly fend
In the theatre wings of the fallen leaves.

10 Haiku of Raven

        1
black God

Huge cumulus clouds,
Exploding into the blue,
  .  .  .  Shadowed by raven.


        2
valley morn

Dark hands working fields,
Raven tracing mountain crests,
  .  .  .  Carnal tillers wake.


        3
Raven spell

Dark sound raven makes,
Chortles top fir tree, haunting—
  .  .  .  Druids incantation.


        4
unfaithful

Snow covers valley—
Solitary raven staining world,
  .  .  .  Love has turned black.


        5
outcast

Many years alone,
Suddenly— old thoughts of her,
  .  .  .  Lone raven in sky.


        6
mischief

Lone raven cackles  .  .  .
Clouds splinter across the sky,
  .  .  .  Mist cuts down the woods.


        7
marked

Full moon crowns tall pine,
Raven landing in cross hairs,
  .  .  .  Dark angels halo.


        8
Loki

Raven knows a charm,
A child's costume jewelry,
  .  .  .  Colours a black eye.


        9
tall tale

Zenith of winter—
Lone raven in naked tree,
  .  .  .  Spring only legend.


       10
dark angel

In his feathered dress  .  .  .
Raven shrouds beneath the clouds,
  .  .  .  Even eyes are black.

Dark forest of Tao  .  .  .
Black boughs under evergreen,
  .  .  .  Raven wings in wood.

Last words with her,
So indifferent, so short,
The spoken tongues lashed
Indecipherable, unearthing
Doom, whitewashing the truths,
Forgotten blues of California sky,
Abandoned in that glean, garish glare
Of yellow sun,
            Fearing naught, the dark moon
Would soon arrive, taking place of all
Our glazed, lost, light.

she's always depressed
and for one reason
he's not here
and never will be
so her tears fall
smudging her mascara
and blinding her eyes

i wish you would
come back
because i miss you
more than anything