Souvenir

Shadow of Time's Grapnel was Fluctuating on unlimited Desert

Comes,Goes..............Comes,Goes

I Painted on the Sands of That Desert,the Image of my short Dream

I was Drawing my Dream and my Eyes had Lost the Time's Fluctuation inside of their Heaven

How was that possible to Draw the Night Dream's Diversion inside of the In-consumable Vessels of this image

Something WAS Lost

I Bend on Myself , A Dale Opened in my Reality

"the Large Shadow of Time's grapnel was Fluctuating on Unlimited Desert
"

And I was beside the Alive Image of my Dream

the image which it's Heart is beating in Eternity

and the Root of my Sight was Burning inside of it's Texture

This Time When the Shadow of Time's Grapnel Crossed over my Spiritous image , there was nothing left on the Sands of Desert

I Shouted

"Give it back,the image"

but My Voice Turned Down just Like a Handful dust

and the eyes of a Man was following it...

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negin

ساعت22:37---25 مهر 1392

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تاريخ : سه شنبه 23 مهر 1392

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