
When your life is lost and your heart remains wounded and without a pulse
Life becomes too narrow for you with its tragedies
So you lose your mind for a moment
You forget that you have an anchor in memories
You hear it like the chirping of dreaming birds
And the light of the stars appears in the squares
Hidden behind the clouds in the setbacks
All the smiles melt from my throat
And sadness appears inside me for years
She revived me in her memory
I became like someone whose brother died
When you lose the lines of your life
You will not be able to get rid of desires
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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