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Ecstasy
Soaring heights like the plane that just took off
From the landing strip of the mystical modest forest.
Deep beneath the burning jungle of
Dark fiery burnings. Unearthed feeling.
Throughout the cold breeze, that passes each simple leaf
As it falls.
Ecstasy. Name for substance.
Happiness like the bird, flying in the huge pack
Above the shiny land, and dark fumes in the air.
Rocket launching, while the birds scatter around it.
Soothing melodies as the body rests.
The mind soothing as the sleep takes over.
Vast simple minds, progressing through each fantasy
As the warmth inside creates a new life.
Ecstasy there as the man inside feels.
A feeling once called happiness, or love.
this piece is excellent. very nice expression. best of luck,
Dr. Zayed Bin Zakir Shawon