When the paintbrush of the day
is tucked away
and the sunset dipped
in the forest of the night
the moon wanes and waxes
down the hills of stars
atop that shady wrap.
Who peeps in
where the sleeping beauty wakes
is any one guess
nor it's a amateur's business.
Far from the half lit astral canopy
any bucket lowered
deep down on the ground
into a barrowed well of colours
comes up with a Joseph of Cannon
the firesome story goes on.
The same fire burner
is also the same fire extinguisher
Alexander the Great intrigued life water
cool serene cup of Ab-e Hayat elixir!
Aug 19, 2022
Aug 19, 2022 at 11:55 AM UTC
When the paintbrush of the day
is tucked away
and the sunset dipped
in the forest of the night
the moon wanes and waxes
down the hills of stars
atop that shady wrap.
Who peeps in
where the sleeping beauty wakes
is any one guess
nor it's a amateur's business.
Far from the half lit astral canopy
any bucket lowered
deep down on the ground
into a barrowed well of colours
comes up with a Joseph of Cannon
the firesome story goes on.
The same fire burner
is also the same fire extinguisher
Alexander the Great intrigued life water
cool serene cup of Ab-e Hayat elixir!