Grasps
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Destiny (100 verses)
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Tuesday, November 28, 2017
Arrhythmia
A drum chasing
The beats of a heart
One sounds of two
Monday, November 27, 2017
Dust
Putting in a box
A childhood’s memories
Dusted paperclips
Sunday, November 26, 2017
Junctions
Three rivers’ junction
In which waters one bathes
In late morning hours
Candles
Alone souls glimmer
In sky’s cold immensity
Getting through the night
Essence
Perfect full moon
On flawless blue sky
Imperfect me
Dimming
Days fade away
In wish of snowflakes
How convenient
Coldness
So many rights
Turned into wrongs
Ice-cold skyline
Jingles
Tinkles rolling
From the cloudy sky
Christmas is near
Broken
Let me broken
So I can be filled
With more love
Bestow
Not taking away
One’s last chance of dignity
A man’s forgiveness
Bites
Illusion’s teeth
Stronger with last hope
Sharper last bite
Raindrops
With the rain
Find a rainbow
To take in
Colors
Colorful shards
Looking for others
To fit within
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Runners
Fugitives
In all splendor
From our lives
Irony
Two parents
And there’s a kid
Parentless
Monday, November 20, 2017
Fall
Wasted the days
Not spent with you
Turned into fall
Friday, November 17, 2017
Spoonful
How many times
A teacup came full
To the teapot
Words
In words I rest
Upon your shoulders
Some wits of joy
Rivers
Where this river leads
But to its purpose
Nature’s cry lingers
Thursday, November 16, 2017
Curse
Words should hurt you
Till you find meaning
In meaningless
Foolishness
Damn lucky fool
In love each morning
With other face
Blue
A beautiful blue
Does not just happen
Even for a while
Wednesday, November 15, 2017
Chaos
Uncertainty
Beyond one’s reason
Multiplying
Hopper
What is love
Little grasshopper
Letting all go
Monday, November 13, 2017
Backwardness
Dying a lit’
With each morning hour
Into an end
Raindrops
The gate opening
Between cold raising raindrops
The warmth of your steps
Sunday, November 12, 2017
[Unnamed]
Born afraid
Of gusts of wind
Away clouds
Wandering
One leaves his home
To find the way back
Losing my mind
Wednesday, November 08, 2017
Embrace
Caught by her embrace
In breathless awake
Early meanders
Birdy
A lonesome hawk
On whole training place
Early birdy
Monday, November 06, 2017
Flashes
Look at this life
Breathing between trees
Spikes of coldness
Perfume
Yesterday’s thorns
Turned in today’s scent
Ironical
Wednesday, November 01, 2017
Tidal
Here I am a wave
Finding its place in the sea
Withdrawing nearing
Waves
When a wave comes
Teardrops seem nothing
More nothingness
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