I can't level myself with words, it is what I do everyday that defines me, complicated but simple
Color of Friendship
Her friend added black color in her life. Now she is happy because she knows that black is the only color of the universe.
Transylvanian Effect
I got really mad at nights
when the moon takes charge
on the sky
can you guess, how?
I enter in the safe zone
of my thoughts
and exit from the other door
to make strong, a relationship
between lunar cycle and my behavior.
Adult me, no not at all!
a nine years old child
bangs there because
sometimes my mood and
sleeping pattern trace
rise and fall of the earth's ocean.
Your poetry to me
Your words wear attires of smile,
faith, hope, insight, wisdom, truth
and the echoing silence of you
coming to you every time, I feel
its a bundle of questionnaire,
a humble answer to all queries
that offer solace and peace
like a musical terrace of mute home.
If I'm worry.
Your poetry is joy.
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