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When I taste memories in my coffee...
I put forgetfulness instead of sugar...
I nightly whisper to stars
showing them my heart
they glitter
the moon overhears us
feels jealous
I keep on teasing him
till the night
washes out
I had nothing to lose
Till I met you
I have everything to lose
Sometimes you meet someone, and you have the whole world
When you think he's dead
he rises from his ashes
Like white winter
conceals life in death
she is the north wind
carries rain,
clouds and fog
then turns to spring breeze
filled with fragrance
and rose petals

she sits on the clouds' shoulder
weaving songs from sun-rays
the sky dances on her tones
she smiles and the stars melt

moonlight,  In her sweet slumber
winter's sun, once awoken
she shines and I feel warmth
she is my princess and my queen

I tell stories about her
sweet fairy-tales
I'm a crazy man
so wrong am I?
every day,
she is a different story
and I, a different lover

Because,
she is my wind
she blows from east,
and from west
through my tree
all around me

and sometimes
she stands still
in complete silence
my heart stops
a moment passes, a decade
till the spring breeze comes
she sits there, again
on the clouds
singing her song
blissfully ignorant
On the bay of love
All are refugees
On the shallow beach
Your body was floating
Cold, Quiet
Eyes open, looking for hope
In humanity, that is lost
The pictures of the kids floating dead after drowning trying to reach Europe still haunts me. I wonder which is better, to die under the rubble of your home, starvation or drowning!
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