The Earth Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE

The earth is walking; walking forward
from womb of mother,
from unperceived moment,
from invisible dark,
by suppositional knowledge,
from the genesis glory roar

The earth is eating; eating corpses
delicious blood sucking; drinking as elixir
cuds bone and chewing marrow
royal dishes, taste enough
and the earth is growing up

The earth is moving; moving on its orbit
as like top, moving on hollow of eye
and crippling forward longitude line
to paint diurnal and annual motion

I, the flora and the fauna
subsistence of this earth
hollowness rounding to
blank verse of big bang
frolicsome ration.
I, the flora and the fauna
soul of this earth
immortality; immortal great soul
harvester of lives
all living beautification.
I, the flora and the fauna
walking and moving
latitude to longitude
pace to apace quay
subsistence paint of day or night
subsistence paint of dark or light
just a painting- dark before light
or light before night
dark or night and day or light
a compounded graph.

The earth spins
it's paraphernalia spins
spins, sculpts and molds
to make gravitational soul
and I, the live lives here
with full form of goal
For safety and accuracy
for living activity
for cheering with wine holy
for the polar light not to be pale
for the center of womb not to be hell
for walking and moving
since birthing motherly roar
through dark or light
run to day after night
I, the flora and the flora
the excellence subsistence of your painting O' Earth

-06/02/18