Your poems - AntologiPuisi.com

I close my eyes
So then they told me about all the memories behind
All the traces of journey
And the sentence residue that sticks to the wind along with verses

Leave your ego behind
Along with the thought,
you will feel them speak
Wondering on you
Talking on how

The grace and elegance of you
With the meaning for all intention of answer
Dancing in the twilight,
Imprinted on shabby papers

Revolve
Turning
Spinning
Truly you make my sense to rotate

What a humble twisted mind
To all dearest poems
Not mine
But yours

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