
A man contemplated a mirage and marveled at it and said:
A caller who deceives the one who calls him
And asks for boldness
Desires attract me
To it and a source that asks
And he who is far from it does not know
And he who is satisfied knows
Waters doubts with doubt
Waters doubts with bowing
Seduces certainty and satisfies
And guides to it the one who is aware
As if it is magic for the eyes
And it is magic together
And if the eyes see it in.
From afar you see it pretending
As if it is his work.
Waters the one who created
But Harut from.
In the land of Babylon he was satisfied
So when he saw his thirst.
His motives weakened
And his request and when.
He found the mirage broken
But he was not convinced.
So he tasted what he drank
Had it not been for the deception of the secret.
With thirst he came to deceive
His anger is evidence of sadness.
The thirst of hopes shone
The eye of the mirage deceives the one.
He threw hope to gather
And the mirage rose waving.
But it branched out
And the heart was pleased with that.
Followed by the hopes of extinction
Oh, the deception of the eye that.
Contains a deposited foolishness
Remained for his mockery.
In his soul stung
The valley of deception appeared to whom.
The greed of greed is satisfied
And thinks of what is desired.
Save the wasted effort
Not everything that appears is desired.
So who loves the one who claimed
About the Creator
Kisama Riyo
I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.



Comments (1)
lots of great lines on this one, thanks for sharing :)