I remember that spring
That summer
I was asked for color
You have forgotten your gloves...

یادم می آمد
آن بهار را
آن تابستان را
از من می خواستند رنگ بزنم
...دستکش هایت یادت نبود

The only
Not wanted
Was
Breath

All of you

My darlings

I loved

there is beauty in the ugly

but when it comes to the ugliness committed by Mankind
- I cannot find it

As I'm looking at this new format,
in my utter bewilderment,
I think it must be a bad joke
I mean who really designed
this thing or is it completely broke?

Did you not stop to consult
any people who might be
using it -
like laypersons
( ehem... poets )
for example?

Myself the ex-tech analyst
I would have gladly helped,
as this is exactly what I tried
to prevent at my old job.

Anyway I am not sure
I'm going to be writing on this site
any longer
-unless they do something
about this harrible harrible format!!
and yeah I know I sound like Trump
but it just doesn't work correctly
with my computer
and I also lost a lot of poetry becuz of it.

Tonight ,
Moon shines bright ,
Guides with its light ,
everyone lost.