Poems by Henry Smith (Lateef Shareef Dhmayd)

 
Poems by Henry Smith (Lateef Shareef Dhmayd)
 
 
A Bird
 
She’s flown very very faraway,
Yet, I can see her a shining star
in my somber sky,
or a blooming jasmine
in the garden of the soul,
how madly her scent
invades of me, every pore!
But can I ask why your arrow
shot my heart?
Then, you left me behind
for grieves to prey on?
 
Yea, it is natural,
when birds grow strong,
they desert their parents’ nest,
But not their loves’.
 
Though a deserted tree I am,
choose whichever branch
you want to swing by,
if you will to my abode
return.
 
 
Of Mere Dream
 
A blue sparrow on the top of the first tree sings,
A red sparrow on the top of the opposite tree sings,
And there is a hunter in between,
His head is obsessed,
With their everlasting beautiful song,
His eyes like pendulum look sideways,
Embarrassed which to shoot.
 
How many a time he dreamed of a blue sparrow,
How many a time he dreamed of a red sparrow,
But he neither wants the blue alone,
Nor the red alone,
He wants them together each in a hand.
 
He spreads his wings
to become a tree
Where they may sing
Their everlasting beautiful song.
 

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