The Wings

By Sajjad Sharif

How dare you, Dana,
nail me out of this swamp , and self-disclosure,
pick me up? When night comes, why do I go to the distant forest
, I am
bewildered by the wounds of an unknown animal, I spend the day dipping in the water . The shark
ate my parents, I’m an orphan, I’ve been
hiding in the algae bush for so long

Falling from my body, Wings, Abducted
If I seek to send the wind, the storm My son’s
hooves are full of excrement and saliva in the grass
; By itself, O Dana, why are you back today in
this swamp with curved claws?

Nighumjagar I
see Digbapi in this waterfall waking up Samadhimahal—
one is empty, the lamps of human fat are
burning in it one by one, tell me what to choose
and wings, and return?

 

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