My Poetry
I am not only,
Imprisonment in a body cage
Wished for salvation
I am the soul,
Dancing Continuously,
With a bent knife
I can now return to the angel
The composition of my paradise
I will do myself,
I am neutral
With any changes,
Age with tomorrow
The cage will be transformed
Wrinkled with wrinkles
In a shabby ruin,
But I take off,
The time worm,
Will become everlasting,
I am neutral
Nerves in those arms
From the charm,
Stuck in the cage of
Which she encloses it,
I'm untouched,
That puffiness of the respirators
Who hypnotized me
Wants to capture
In your love,
I have tied up
To moon and sun
In your purple scarves,
Who will not assign
my daily routine,
And open the ends of the sky
I have given,
Now anybody in my flight
There is no barrier to the boundary,
I am wandering
In the continuous universe, cloak
Because the rules and expectations
I have hanged the covers
On the big agile tree.
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