Instinctive Poem by Reza Raza

Creeping the tender stalk of wind one day it will come-
The Huge heat of suddenly exploded gun-powder
Flying breath of powerful quicksand
Then with the extreme excitement of an Ox
With its unbridled rise leaning tower will meet
With the hanging garden of Babylon.

Tormented is the rose garden with rose petals
At the end evolves the higher heat of boiling lime-water
It rains with tiring but splendid white exhaustion
Falling off the mast the sailor gets stranded
At the end of bellow's roar, it touches the gentle breeze.