I am traveling this early morning to next city ,sun is rising from east and green fields are along
My friend drove me
On a bike to the station
We biked the city
Which waking from slumber was
I mounted the mini van
Rear seat and open view
Morning wind put her hand
Like a mother in my hair
The green fields stand lush
The white birds far off
The scare crowd stand
As if obselete now
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
Written on 2025-06-30 at 04:15
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
Green fields
7.30am I hit the roadMy friend drove me
On a bike to the station
We biked the city
Which waking from slumber was
I mounted the mini van
Rear seat and open view
Morning wind put her hand
Like a mother in my hair
The green fields stand lush
The white birds far off
The scare crowd stand
As if obselete now
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
Written on 2025-06-30 at 04:15
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text| Texts |
 by MIRZA AHMER BEG Latest textsGreen fieldsbackyard No return 12am hospital round five year old me |
Increase font
Decrease