The Dawn Speaks

The dawn speaks
With it’s divine tongue
It speaks with all it’s integrals
The state of that gloom
Speaks of the newly awaken hope
The fading pale moon
Speaks of deceasing despair
The beautiful birds
Speak soothingly in creator’s praise
The fascinating soft rays of sun
Speak of the beloved’s charms
And the fragrance of abstract
Asks the poet to write.

~Syed Ubaid

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