I used to believe that my eyes were filled with happiness, but in reality, it was my perseverance that filled them, leading to the tranquility I experienced while leaning against a tree and waiting.
Scorpion Poetry
I may not be everyone's type of poetry, but I hope to touch a few hearts because I was born to touch your feelings. I share the verses that flow from my heart. Each line holds a new story, seeking inspiration. A world brimming with poetry awaits.
Friday, October 4, 2024
Monday, August 19, 2024
Thursday, August 15, 2024
MAYBE
In the foam of countless waves
I searched for the purity of love
loving is a color
or maybe I searched for love in a color
I get happy as I look into the distance
It is a strange feeling to feel the distance close
people miss the distances they have never been to
I would like to dedicate my hopes to the sky, maybe
If this chagrin did not weigh heavy
I want to remind you of your beauty as I approach the obscurity
despite everything
I am saying goodbye, maybe
but you in every bud
remember me.
Wednesday, August 7, 2024
Wednesday, July 17, 2024
HEART CANDLE
on a daunted night, at my table
for the most part, a candle burns
my neck hangs down in its blue
pulls me down, brings me together with my sorrow
but this is the heart
it does not display that it melts like a candle
the ashes fall from my eyes
concomitantly, a pile of hope is woven into my eyelashes.
I used to believe that my eyes were filled with happiness, but in reality, it was my perseverance that filled them, leading to the tranquili...
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YOU In the stillness of night, You explained the problem that extends from behind your eyes to your eyelashes. You are the unchanging rule, ...