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avaar-e-aaftaab (downpour of sunshine)
Poem name : NIGHT OF COORDINATION Lips tremble, night beat, and the jungle breaths Lips tremble, night beat, and the jungle breathsAllow me to journey in the night of your arms? Why fear I press your nocturnal fingers and the wind scattered the and withers the anemone in the distance You look at the jungle’s roof, stars run in the moisture of your eyes Your tearless eyes are unfinished and the moisture of the jungle is immature The knots of darkness open when you stretch out gourd hands The string of mystery trembles when you smile Let’s go to the road of union The reptiles are asleep, the gate of eternity is open, let’s appear. Let’s bestow our eyes so that the moonshine of acquaintance can fall Let’s loose our lips for the voice is untimely Let’s be drunk with the sleep of trees for the glory of growth is flowing in us The wind breaks, stagnates the night, the jungles ceases to breath We hear the gushing of tears of coordination and the juice of herbs flow towards eternity We hear the gushing of tears of coordination and the juice of herbs flow towards eternity |  |
