On Weakness Poem by Mohammad Younus

On Weakness



This body
At the end of the first day,
Of the blissful Ramadan,
Grown fragile and weak,
Floating like a faded Chinār leaf,
If a light breeze would ask me,
To follow, I'd go, I think.

Mykoul

On Weakness
Saturday, June 13, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: weakening
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