My Poetry
Was completely transparent
Could be seen across
In love with drowning
After all what it's saying
All the colors of the birds
Were made transparent
The paradise of the bird was milky
The room was spreading its
Like steam rising from the sea
Like a color steam
As the blown up wet dye
Painter's gallery
Like a room with color
What is the saying of love
What kind of fight is that
Love is saying that
Love which gives birth
Rebirth and same love
With your blue toes
Drowning
This bird of the river
Blue and the white
Who has gone
Closer to her
On the neck
Fluttering with blue nail
When everything is created
Giving birth to the meaning
Of the whole life force
The messenger sent it
That love is
An invisible bird
In the room
Faced in it's life,
And do not come in the catch.
- Image Source - Pixabay
