The goddes of the poem
The goddes of the poem calls
I take pencil and paper
I make up my hair
With flowers like words
And wear the necklace of rhyme
My hands shake
My heart beats
More naked than always
I close the door of house
Ashamed of powerlessness
I review , your live breath
My only answer
The goddes of the poem calls
I take pencil and paper
I make up my hair
With flowers like words
And wear the necklace of rhyme
My hands shake
My heart beats
More naked than always
I close the door of house
Ashamed of powerlessness
I review , your live breath
My only answer
frough samiei
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salam.blog khubi darid.tabrik migam.in poem jaleb ast.lotfan spelling goddess ro eslah befarmaeed. dar zemn man mafhoom in bakhsh ro daghigh nafahmidam: I MAKE UP MY HAIR WITH FLOWERS LIKE WORDS. pishnehadam inast ke :I MAKE UP MY HAIR WITH WORDS!Movafagh va piruz bashid. Mohsen
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