POETRY

𝑾𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒚, 𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚.

I don’t know how many seasons have passed over this city,
The streets are empty now, no one can pass through sadness

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The weather is dark, the wind howls. The pouring rain disturbs valleys and mountains, agitating streams and rivers.

It is impossible to return to the past time again,
Liam is like a mirage of wind and barren land.
Between yesterday and today your present…

Give my regards, O Mar, and tell her,
I wonder if my heart loves and cherishes her.
For my heart, howdy,

Don’t choose anyone else in my heart,
Dilar collapsed,
He is getting more tired,

My braincase pulses with relentless knocks.
Unseal the door,
The pedestrians crave sanctuary.

A blood vessel weeps, countless syllables wounded,
Day and night unravel from the fluttering

Bearing the weight of solitude,
Upon the bunker’s rooftop,
It reads the full moon’s letter.

You came silently from the hidden shore,
You basked in the tan of melancholy of shells,
You came from the hours sizzling and treading on the seaweed,