Nile: In search of perfection
A poem by Faridoon Shahryar
Boat of time
Rests easy,
Creases of ripples
Play hide and seek
On a gentle face;
Grace balloons
In slow motion
Sunlight nudges
Optimistically;
Smoke oozes out,
Tepid clouds of fire
Spoil the magnificence,
If only I could douse it,
If only perfection could exist.
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