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2021.01.09.

On the path of life

I walked on the path alone
 
I was afraid of loneliness
 
I continued the path with the people
 
I was shocked by their faces
 
I was met,
 
With a wolf looked like an angel,
 
And a skilled actor wears a face according to the role,
 
And with a hearted hard on a tender face,
 
And, with heated hands hide tepid feelings,
 
And with the sweetest words hide evil intentions,
 
And the Judas kiss that is planning a knockout,
 
And with two innocent eyes paint a painful wound,
 
And with a suffocating embrace that is intending to bury the soul,
 
And with a clever painter, paints the imagination instead of reality,
 
And with a hobbyist magician turns heaven into the hellfire,
 
And with a skilled executioner skinning a life from the body,
 
And with a sarcastic clown playing with hearts instead of colors,
 
And with a superhero man fantasising you that nothing is impossible,
 
And with a phony prince, forgetting his white horse in dreams,
 
And, I also met,
 
With a forgiving heart, it pardons my rage and my madness,
 
And with a tender heart, who loves like a child,
 
And with a warm heart who forget you the bitter cold of winter,
 
And with a peaceful heart that searches for good between bars,
 
And with a stormy heart, that carries you in the folds and keeps you away from troubles,
 
And with an innocent heart, malice knows no meaning,
 
And with a compassionate heart, watering you with love and tenderness,
 
And with a passionate heart, who makes your days a Paradise on Earth.
 
2020.10.28.

Lessons of life

Life gives us lessons.
Some times you need to pay the price and at some times with nothing.
 
2020.10.25.

When we meet

When we meet
 
I will force your eyes,
 
By exposing your heartbeat.
 
And, I will not be satisfied with one poem.
 
But, I will collect all the poets poems'
 
In one meeting.
 
2020.10.25.

That Cafe

And I named that cafe,
 
By letters your name,
 
Part of me visits every night,
 
To inhale the remnants of your perfume,
 
And sips from a cup,
 
Our first meeting...