A reefer a sniff eagerly sought
This one fix is their only lot
Through the puff that billows in
Forget the noise an deafening din
Wow this dust, is one of a kind
The soaring junk its got in a bind
Gold-Fish flip an dart in the mind
The tangible world is left behind
Dazzling flashes of silver and gold
The ecstasy of it can be barely told
Only music plays, enraptures bold
In a cloudy daze it’s a life on hold
Drifting curls of potent potions
Deathly still but heaven in motions
Crazy drift of omnipotent notions
Satanic tap to demonic devotions
(Islamabad)
(May 15,2009)
saadat tahir
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