Poems Blog (11)
My amateur poem trials. Depsite my lack of poetic talents in poetry, all poems in this blog are supported with aphorismic details. Have fun reading.
Went out on streets, a poem,
To become lines on walls,
Wounds in hearts,
Longing in souls,
On behalf of its verses.
Born in streets, the poem,
To become a fountain,
Shadow in dells,
For passions hidden in these shadows,
On behalf of its disaffection. (A simple poem about streets, life and the poem itself. Click to read more..)
Familiar with winter,
Lover of life,
On top of the mountains,
We're ice trees.
Die without cold,
Dying to live with hope,
Storms spoiling the silence,
Ripping up into glaciers. [Click on the title to read more..]
A forbidden love of ours it was,
On gray rashed vomited in green..
Whenever a spring flower touched the tounge of cities,
Poured clouds all rains of love on human-filled temples.. [Click to read more..]