Telemachus
Telemachus
Ask Telemachus!
Penelope is aware of your grief and glow,
Go on, don't feel low
You are her beach
Fly high and across every breach.
Ask him:
She lived with you in Ithaca
Wanna see you in Makka
Where there is a rift
Pure air always lifts
The sorrow of uncertain lot
And you never caught in the fret and fever of any sought.
Ask him,
She brought up thee
And don't be a flee
Swing like eucalyptus in the air
Be rare and don't fear.
Ask him
You are the bright ray
An undiminished sway
Go and grip the intangible way
Come and click don't delay.
Ask him:
You are the light
Glow and flow
And don't feel low
The world is full of foe.
Copyright © Muhammad Adnan | Year Posted 2025
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