Where Else My Poetry Falls

Blame me,  for all the sins we made, together,  when we were in our high. calm again,  and love me once again this time, I'll blame you for every sins, for every crazy shits, we're going to do together

Wisdom blooming in the eastern mountains Where hopes finally meet his new partner wind touch it's every petal with prosperity And the breezy air make them fresh and new Those hills was made with uncertainty things But it conceals everything and nothing to hide expectant can live long with his thoughts It'll become sparrows and fly through this Aden hopes become strong dreams with wings, That day I become past present and future I'll conceal everything and nothing hide Time goes and I will become an immortal soul A spirit with positive thoughts beyond limit All Lies become trues and truths become lies I'll build my own destiny by creating a new one By concealing everything ,I have nothing to hide

If I tear my world into pieces, you can build an empire from it, without love and hesitation, you can create a bold land with no worries and greaves, But I can assure you one thing, plants may grow there, but they never bloom

who am I to prevent her from her pleasurable way  of hurting herself, from her unknown reasons to disappear from this world  of sorrows and harshness adherence,  with the god of death making herself to close all doors, who am I to prevent her I'm that darkness from your past you used to cry alone

you cannot see the brokenness inside me  because, you've never seen the scars on the sky,  you've never seen the tears of a flowing river,  you've never felt the pain,  held  by a tree while dropping its flowers  then how could you see my scars  how could you feel my pain

cold in the wind, calling your name, again and again, like the rhymes in flames, pain or the pleasure, mourn or the songs, whispering above my head, or by the sides of my wings oh my dear, if you could hear this breeze in the air, you must fear it will take you nowhere, so far from here where clouds meet the thunders, where mountains meet the stars

My first comfort zone was your womb, Then your lap, where I dreamed, of what you showed me before, the clouds, the moon, the stars and the sun, and I wonder about everything, even about your caring eyes, when it covers me with your love

your heart never your place to weep, it's for the one you know so much, it's her place to seed the sorrow, it's her place to hide, all those crimson flowers, which was made of her burning tears,

Each sip I consume before I get high, before that, I was lower than the ground I was too thinner than the flowing water, I was made of creepy unwanted hopes. when it becomes my reasons to forget past, I can't dream anymore, I'm in a world of illusion, not the one I created myself, nor by them, nor by the drinks I made, it's all just, just. all are some projections of past and future, some are deja vus, some are portraits I drew, some are prophecies of someone I knew, some I could never spit it out, I keep it with myself Because some of them never knew, what I keep in my head, about them

Her nights were beautiful The moonlight whispered In my ears like an enchanting spirit She blinks her eyes towards The blue sky to find hope To live peacefully in a dream Land A shooting star told me; She is lonely and she needs a hug I send a freezing wind To hug her with his cold hands He will bring her fragrance To me , he will do, definitely I know And I awake all the night With that marvelous scent of her Then I see her face in the moon And wait for the dawn to sleep Morning in my heart Another moon will rise....