poetry
Who Am I?
Anyone from a back said,
"Who are you, the heart of Pashan,
Do not seek love or not?
" With a small tension in hand burning cigarette,
I smiled a little.
"Love is the moon of new moon,
Like dark black;
Where do I get?
And do not talk about research, Do not say a little, is there any sky?
"Better looking right"!
Now I have a great deal of cigarette, I smiled a little laughing
"Ashadh full moon, sometimes? Love is the full moon of darkness;
Finding a lot can get him out - But hold on, he is so unlikely,
The frequent dark clouds that come, He has been hidden from him "!
He said again, "still need to find" _ Now the cigarette fire touched my finger,
I said with a blink "Prema is a mirage,
Just what is the benefit of running behind it?
" At that time the topic changed, "Your lover"?
Saying a new cigarette "Lover she is a burning cigarette,
Whom I always introduced to me, A little lover and kiss "!
"She responds well, I love too much "!
"Never leave me, Keeping the lips on the lips, the fire keeps the witnesses tomorrow,
In exchange, my heart wants to burn "! "I said, my heart is Tuchang, My sinner - The whole body is yours!
Now he laughs a little, and complains of complaining "Curse you;
I think you are a burning star! "
I then laughing I said, "no"! "Then tell who you are?"
"I"?
"I am me!"
"A group of thugs, Or burning in a vivid vivo No one is a misguided sinner "!
poetry
writting time 7-09-2018
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