The Nights of Tales (A poem)

Let’s listen tonight once again

to songs and stories
And reclaim

what was once evening pleasures
in the winter chill,

and abode fairies
Of distant lands and palaces

of shimmering treasures

Those distant lands where mysterious tales
Of strange elves,

winged horses 

and sorceresses
Amazed us in our cuddled zone

In the ship of fantasy we sailed
In the ocean of wisdom and truth 
Let the star spangled night

Cover us like a soulful blanket
while the old man in gray woolen Pheran
summons all the good demons and fairies
And make them sing and dance

over wavy steepes and vast praraires,
Let him fill the cups of innocence 
by  recalling the dead words from their slumbrous past 

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Author: pasdarekashmir

A PhD candidate of Politics and International Relations in School of Law and Government, Dublin City University. Research interests: national movements, nationalism, media, framing, and discourses. Regular column: Yours Satirically (Kindle Magazine)

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