Take off the hypnotic wings
to the flying frequencies of
unknown emptiness
where the violated sky lives
The upstairs' shelves full of fume
where the withered petals create
the canvas of fairy tales
The whispered heart to the
thunderous silence in the womb
where the pains of love resurrect
the fetus of god.
©Mahtab Bangalee/Feb'25
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