My Poetry
Looking for these days
In the poems of truth
Of life's goal
The epilogue of humanity
In all different compositions
Truth is also different
Full of hearing
Cognition is zero all
Your home, your children
Your people, your neighborhood
Your city, in the last
Comes your country
In foreign affairs
The face of the people
Of that country too
Suffer from sorrow
Just like your country
Dipped child
No subject of poetry
Serve quick sensitivity
The insensitive
The truth is so full that
Seeing your child safe
The world's sadness
Goes out of mind
Default choices are in life
Everyone's own
That do not change from writing
Country, time and things
The first and last topic
The life of my writing
That is not affected by my love
The politics of a country.
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