True Poetry
I thought
Will not write poems,
Breakdown, suffocation
Dreams of unclaimed eyes,
Social compositions, burning
Confident of quenching,
Now I will not write poems.
Choose the word sky,
From nature, from the sea,
From the young, from the desert,
Will compose in village of sun,
Coolness of moon,
Definitions of Life Beauty,
It will be my poems.
Bouncing in the sky,
Dark and dark cloud,
lightening in the sky,
On the soft tone of the new drizzle,
The young gentleman growing in the cast,
Mild winter drilling,
Haze in six days,
Bird drop down chilling,
During summer,
Bath in the sea,
These poems will be alive,
It will be my poems.
Emotions get tired,
I thought, I would change the weather,
Looking at the mind,
Unbelief, immorality and
Selfishness scrape-away,
On the wounds of the heart,
I'll coat the cold sandal,
On thunder and cadence,
Going to break,
Confidence with over,
Is full of accidents and riots,
Compulsion to hear news,
Not only partitions,
Love is also parted,
It was blood tears,
Sitting in the smell of gunpowder,
Between screams and panic,
How to write,
Gentle-touch poems !!
Will boost the power of you,
In the tiny heart,
Taking some words of love,
My poems go through the door,
Yes, it will be my poems !!
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