Hello! I am a poet and writer. I write whatever comes in my mind.
You are my destination The first and the last From my heart All directions lead to you I can reach you By all means Earthly - ethereally.
By Fly Alone3 months ago in Poets
I hugged you Now everyone is hugging you Did these people Were unaware Of your beauty before? Or You are Trying to give this impression
She does laugh There are countless dead bodies of desires In her heart This is a sign That she is the most brave And beautiful woman
From the puff of a morning cigarette I inhale some smoke and some frost And I have a list of useless tasks in my mind In the evening too
It was a pleasant evening I was there at your home You had invited me for dinner The kitchen was in the corner of the drawing room
O women! O friends! Would you help me in my grief? Wouldn't you grow nails until my wounds are healed? Don't you know, to be a woman lover
Sitting in front of you, what do you See? A joke? Yes, I am a joke Likewise, I see you all as jokes Let's laugh together
I had come to meet you You thought To avoid the rain, I entered the house Giving towel in my hand You went to the kitchen
My dear friends! What you want me to write for you Write that yourself What should I write and What should not? Don't worry for that
He used to write And he used to write not that bad When his books did not sell He became a publisher Now anyone who writes well
By Fly Alone4 months ago in Poets
Ancient Walls Pictures of Dead Ancestors Colorful Melancholy
The level of the alive thirst in the eyes of a deer that died running in pursuit of mirage Wet rock soil from the source of a waterfall cascading from a distant volcano