The Roll Of A Blind roc Poem by Engin Kavrak

Amidst the sky of heavens
And dark spaces of lifty currents
Of mark a point of a call to turn
As my wings are on the burn
A star trail of dazzling shine
The puny curtain of a domains frail
And piercing the dark by the horizon
A scorching row of arrays
The roc of wingy force prays
In took of a light food of crumbs
And the large black bird trusts
For the roc as blind as I am
To tinker with fame and power
I stole my eyes at lower
And pray an embed of transaction
As the roc flies in satisfaction
And maybe this day I remind
Chances are better within a joyful heart
To carry a burden of miss bliss
And along the roc flies through the trees