Poetry

Abdulrahman M.Abu Yaman – Timbuku

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Timbuktu

 

Tonight, ascends my subconscious mind

travelling to Timbuktu

with a soaring like a butterfly

elevating with the wind up to the sky

landing on the dark mystery of the crescent

alas! where my imagination finds its wings

 

inspiring fantastic fantasies

born of hallucinatory idiosyncrasies

trapped in illusion scepticism

and couched in an unfathomed fairyland

non-conforming to natural laws

like cognitive thoughts losing their

gravitational force

 

hanging in the air like priceless jewels

and fitting together like a constellation

whilst glittering sparks of fictional ideas

portraying the wonderful Timbuktu

the land of perfection in grandeur

where rivers flow in the air like oxygen

and fishes fly like birds

with mountains as fluffy as wool

and clouds germinating flowers of beauty

 

like the white lotus and pink roses

blooming auras of everlasting musk scent

the hybrid trees in plantation

hanging juicy fruits easy to reach

but unlike the angels,

the beings in Timbuktu need not

wings to fly

as they display broad smiles and joyful hearts

transparent to the human eyes

when revolving the realm in flying unicorns

all of the above, orchestrated by the chief idealist;

 

needless to say, my subconscious mind

that hath found solace in lofty explorations

away from real life problematic proliferations

tonight, descends my subconscious mind

from a realm far and far away

which you may know by

the name of Timbuktu

 

Abdulrahman M. Abu-Yaman

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