Monday, October 18, 2010

The bird

By Ali Taha Alnobani
© 2011 by THE BIRD(

My hand was waving
Your eyes showed me a bird in the far away
I was scared
But nothing to do
Nothing to say
The bird flew down and down
They took everything
And left me alone
With a strange moment
Come now
To break the clouds
To see our lost things
To start again and again
You said last night
My hand was cold
But today
I am very hot
And the doctor stopped talking when he saw the clouds
He flew Over the high buildings
Carrying a calculator
and speaking with nobody
Where are you now
I think I can do my best to begin
What are you doing with that bird
I feel I have new wings to fly


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