
My morning is you and the darkness covers me
Come to me, you are my words...
I saw you in the depths of the atmosphere becoming clear
Darkness in which there was no peace
I watch, I waited for a long time
Everyone will watch your rising
But don't let me reveal my love
I reveal it, and in secret there is a disease
But you are the heart's medicine one day
I think of you when the dream tells
And I do not carry a dead heart
The life of the heart is love when it blames
And you are the spring of my heart on the day of drought
The heart is not green with passion
And your lightning in loyalty to what I see
And I am not a deceiver...you are the goal
I will remain in your shadow from afar
The heat of blame will not affect me
I promised you to continue in love
Because my greatest misfortune is love
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.



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