she tighten the strings
of the violin
for much much lovely
music

I heard violin cries
tone rigid and fragile

violin of the love
never been an instrument

you are broken
anxious - not gifted
God never stood by your side
you fill what you don't have
with images
then you connect all
with your thoughts
you read your suffer
by the pain of thousand others

your skull is cracked so the
knowledge all pass by

then you became a poet

There
Bring me to life in there
I am terribly lonely

Then I start feeling
How it is like to live in a heaven
Being loved and kissed
In the days pass by and to the days come by

Then my feelings start singing
To a soft blue rhythm
Augmenting the aura brighter
Even more to thousand stars

**Then myself start turning to yours
Harmonize the splendor of
Colosseum to the vintage days of Paris
' Mihiraviye...'
Days to days - Years to years
The time was beaten
By the sunshine of the spring
Happily everlasting

The lake was frozen,
the world was white
trembling me set my step out
walking on the frozen lake
my steps broke ice

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I held me, barely found the balance
let my nested man to walk
His nested man as he fails
walked as so on...
I came to the city
was in other side of lake
when I was a kid
Matryoshka dolls I used to play with
made me walk on thin ice