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Surfing Cloudy Days
MD (1962 / Tehran)

Surfing Cloudy Days

Flying high with wings of smoke,
When man surfs on his cloudy days,
Awaiting for more depth and heat,
When cigar dispersing his life rays.

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Very nice...I like the descriptions you gave to represent items in your poem...very vivid.
Very nice tribute! Well done.