now here I am
and my demon
sitting beside me
we don't
have to fight
each other
because both of us
are friends
I am tired
and less have energy
we need a peace
to rest
the war should be finished

and we see a paper ****
and words are decorations on her body
and poems are pretty clothes for her
and this feeling is for you
and we see a paper ****
and a pen lying on the table
and you're the one
who's been silent
waiting for love to air
and the poet reads it

I set myself not to be in love
in the same way I'd ever taken
because sometimes I know
I will get the same pain
and give me the same wound.

I set myself not to be in love
with the same person in the past
even though it will be hard
to challenge myself to forget
and also to pass,
because the memories still stay
and I will say that's the last.

I set myself not to be in love
but I think my heart opens
and my feeling is hidden treasure because all I have is only the way
I can keep my own, that's enough.

Writing
is not just about therapy,
but it is the love
that makes something impossible
become possible.
You will grow
among them in hope
and you will decide
to appreciate yourself
in the end.

At the limit of doubt,
you **** me with time,
we fail again to plan a love
that is almost done.

Here I am sitting
on my comfortable chair
enjoying my new years eve
smoking cigarette
and reading Zarathustra.

This is my first poem
in 2022!