My Barbie Doll Comes
Whoever comes!
Breaking deep dark quietly at midnight,
Whoever comes!
Breaking deep dark quietly at midnight,
Whoever comes!
Whosever foot-steps can be heard!
The dreamy whole world is in a deep sleep.
So soft body mixed with darks,
Where is rushing my Barbie Doll?
The dreamy whole world is in a deep sleep.
So soft body mixed with darks,
Where is rushing my Barbie Doll?
The sound is coming towards me.
Gradually becomes deeper.
I lay my ears with full attention.
Gradually becomes deeper.
I lay my ears with full attention.
I've never heard ,
Such melodious divine tune.
I'm great mad at that tune.
The blast of that tune trembles.
The nucleus of each cell.
Such melodious divine tune.
I'm great mad at that tune.
The blast of that tune trembles.
The nucleus of each cell.
Her arrival is at deep night.
Obviously happens.
Suddenly the sound of foot-step stops!
The light insects stop lightening in great surprise.
Obviously happens.
Suddenly the sound of foot-step stops!
The light insects stop lightening in great surprise.
Mind blowing scented smell of her,
Makes heart like a still moving top.
All the cells become curious & lively.
I know that divine smell forever.
Making a flock of stars at deep dark,
What an amazing artistic pattern!
My Barbie Doll comes!
Making a flock of stars at deep dark,
What an amazing artistic pattern!
My Barbie Doll comes!
Wahid Sky
Wahid Sky bills himself the crazy poet and lives in Bangladesh. His book of poetry is linked below.
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