Dear mind!
Stop thinking about the things left behind.
I’m a sponge,
Of the world.
I absorb the waste that no one…
In the sky, the night approaches ravenously,
Like a predator,
I keep all the stories,That over these years you left me.I became a homing pigeon,When I still didn’t know how to fly.Here…
Your eyes like sunrise lift me high,Guides me from the web of deceit’s sigh.
A Girl is suffering silently.
As the moon rises,