True Poetry Lost Somewhere Image Source - Pixabay All things unnecessary Go missing in the house, Drunk feet Beyond our undesirable eyes Like thick glasses After they leave Are lost somewhere Old shoes,

True Poetry I'll give you Image Source - Pixabay Go, I'll give you Those weasel winds Who touch my threshold And let's go to your city I'll give you The roof of the roof Your tears, which you have ever

True Poetry The Heartbreak, The Trash Image Source - Pixabay A day of hope was awakened, Moonlight smiles till dawn. And the mind was burning up Till the next day. Overnight waiting for arrival, On the

True Poetry Before Breakdown Image Source - Pixabay Voices descend from the edges Got in water Did not reach you Heard the water does not return the sound Maybe for this reason Or teaches practicality

True Poetry A Restless Poetry Image Source - Pixabay Out of the corridors of heart, Reconciling the thoughts of mind, Wants to come out of the body, There is no form of it known, There is no size, No end

True Poetry In Today's Present Image Source - Pixabay Centuries have written today The last line of its present Today's day will not be wasted The tree will not remain silent Will not be silent, The twigs

True Poetry Beyond That Sea Image Source - Pixabay What is the difference Which mixes Dreams with reality To be honest Just like a jar Life goes full and you Do not even Spare a complaint Just lie down

True Poetry The Time Has Come Image Source - Pixabay All are silent Suffering quietly Everything Rain in the dark Wet wings and feathers Postponement flight Swept nest Shivering leaves in winter Blooming

True Poetry There is a Shortage Image Source - Pixabay Seeing you, I feel like you, There is no shortage of dedication, In those fragrant moments of sweet love, You had no complaints with me, There was

True Poetry So a Dark Cloud of Lies Image Source - Pixabay The life is a journey, Suffering is a whirl of sadness, Everyone's life is different, People differ from various definitions. Their isolation

True Poetry I thought Will not write poems, Breakdown, suffocation Dreams of unclaimed eyes, Social compositions, burning Confident of quenching, Now I will not write poems. Choose the word sky, From nature,

True Poetry 'Who' Knows Image Source - Pixabay No, nothing can be said Can be done Can be lost Can be submerged No, nothing can be said About beauty of flowers Can be drank Staying silent Can not open