For ~ Theme Thursday ~ December 11, 2014 - TOUCH ~




O Unseen friend, I feel you in  wandering clouds
those who fly high, no one can touch them

O friend I hear you in mellifluous sweet notes 
sound spread in spheres, no one can collect them

no sign will remain anjum  maybe just a name
who lives in repeated death, cannot die, but live



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