sick and tired of the earth,
feeling all out of breath,
wondered if he could bring
to me that another wing!
Cloud nine, was where he lived
sun and moon he had achieved
wondered he could teach me so
to seventh above, how to go!
but still all I can claim
is that my flying is too lame!
don't know whether he or I
is the one to take blame!
used to live in heaven, so why
no matter how hard I try
I seem to have forgotten all
of spreading wings to fly!
I only wished they tried to see
what on earth love means to me!!
seeking that another wing
is not asking for the ring!
About Me
- Zamin
- باری اگر روزی کسی از من بپرسد:چندی که بر روی زمین بودی چه کردی؟من پیش رویش می گشایم دفترم را.گریان و خندان بر می افرازم سرم را.آنگاه میگویم که بذری نوفشانده ست.تا بشکفد تا بر دهد بسیار مانده ست فریدون مشیری
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