The Straw Of The Past Life Poem by Reza Raza

Hanging on a wire is a life of luxury
The lotus-air drinks you more than the wind
Wrapped in an illusory sheet of fog
You flew the red scarf
Spread the golden dew drops
All at once.



Vast sky is in pain
Clouds across the clusters of stars
Applying perfume and eye-brow
I covered your lips with sunlight.
The shade of the trees is on the banks of the river
That squint of the eye
Tiger cubs in the Hetal forest
Flashed like lightning.



In the name of pearly tears on the lips
The shadow of the afflicted kiss goes away
The marks of caress remain on the sad cheek
You are mine forever.