Meander Of The River Is Weak Pace Poem by Musfiq us shaleheen

.
~~
asymmetrical thinking that drove you away from my way, i often walked in the way of a thousand dreams that night and day, was known with the way that to be forgotten with a lot of err, today, rolls along a curve the other way has gone beyond the horizon.

soft future light on the road, compulsive cosmic call for changes, yet the way out, the magical road where i wandered always as the earth on the orbit of the sun, which is calling again and again with my old name

meander of the river is weak pace, collecting memories of the past have left off, turn back the other way, which was not known, rushed to the end, this come and go, that's life, one day get lost in the estuary

this is the way again how much love, music, melody, poetry, which are hidden in civilization, barbarism, the mystic boy of the time sits beside the river and has painted a portrait of changes on his brand-new canvas when i have been gazing the ancient forms of the earth.
.
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen