I'm still chasing beautiful people and bright tomorrows
**There's a lot of unspoken.**
**Here is my constant remembrance of my Lord, in which I hold on to prayers.**
**I can only ask Him so that I can share it with someone. My evil eye bead is cracking, and I am stepping up in pain, I am passing through pains that have no angle, but my peace is delayed, whereas I am late for myself and happiness and a little bit enthusiastic...**
**The walls have no sound, but they have ears.**
**I don't make a sound, but I can't lift my head from the noise.**
**A swaddled happiness and life and I don't know whom to complain to: I keep falling on the relative step in front of me in order to keep the love and happiness in order to perpetuate the love and happiness with my existence beyond the fact that my loved ones are not loved when I should be with me, and if it's easy, I can get up all over again and barely get up...**
**The road is long.**
**The road is short.**
**Life wasted.**
**He's after the rest of his life.**
**Maybe three or five years ago, when I was imitated and I couldn't kill, I was left breathless and I wanted nothing but to be a peaceful and faithful believer, and to have my loved ones by my side...**
**I'm too busy.**
**And I am not alone.**
**The gigantic world I am in contact with, even though I am seemingly alone, it is never possible to cope alone...**
**When both the day and the life are half.**
**While I do not want to feel anything other than the warmth of the Divine Fire, the added troubles and troubles I cannot complain to a servant of God, and here I am burning with a greater fire, this time in spite of all the darkness...**
**I feel my Lord in my whole being and ignore my loneliness only because of Him...**
**The war I fought with a battalion of ghosts that disciplined love as much as my love did not matter, and I lost myself day by day while I was still chasing beautiful people and bright tomorrows.**
**Deep humility.**
**That gigantic mass of ice hidden deep inside.**
**Even though my soul is spring, those who keep the winter alive.**
**As human beings, we make great mistakes/mistakes, but we never wake up, we cannot wake up.**
**We think that we will not leave our position, we would be wrong.**
**We think we won't lose the car we have, we would be wrong.**
**We think that we will not leave the house, field, vineyard, or garden we use, and we would be wrong.**
**As a result of what we have, he shows this with our demeanor, demeanor and behavior. If nothing happens to him, nothing will happen to me either!” By saying that, we enter into a great folly.**
**Let's not forget that everything is temporary.**
**We will leave everything and go.**
**Everything will collapse to the ground, the winds will blow in its place, it will flow like water.**
**I went through love, the shadows that I struggled with just to sew up the rips of peace.**
**While there is not even a single image around me, I am not on the side of those who are jealous of the climate and beauties hidden inside me. and to keep the peace of living with my heart's eye, where it is possible to disqualify my distress.**
The consolations that we console ourselves in case they come and get better
**As life comes and goes,**
**with floods, storms, whistles, cantors**
**With resentments!**
**It's going!**
**In the shadow of the absence of you, where it is evening today**
**On this day poets wrote poems in silence,**
**By multiplying the screams inside!**
**Crying the loneliness inside!**
**Darkness is slowly descending on the city**
**Everything is silent in front of the numbered houses of the streets, the fearful delicacies that have been silenced are multiplying before my eyes!**
**Wherever I touch my hand, the night, the falling evening mixes with the cold air, with the cold hearts.**
**Heat; Both climatic and human-like temperatures do not visit the North of the Earth these days!**
**The sky is far, but frosty and cold! One by one, the stars began to scatter even to touch the bitter souls.**
**Everyone is getting ready to get bullets from the left side, to get colder and more cold!**
**To spend the hours of solitude alone!**
**Who doesn't even have a friend, who doesn't call them!**
**The one who was injured a lot on his left side, injured, missed from life, poor poor walking into the night with crutches.**
**In the streets full of the wounded, who confidently rule the loneliness, slamming the walls and trying to find their way by walking!**
**The pain of reunion in the eyes, the deep pain of love inside, the longing for a drop of water wetness on the dried throat.**
**In the evening, at work, the alley that passes into the night where resentment feeds, a step or a foot left to nightmares and nightmares!**
**It makes us roam, suffocating with sadness!**
**An oily rope that has reached the limit of a noose, suffocating with mourning.**
**Evening, master of the night, patient of the stars and moonlight,**
**The night of the evening that rips our flesh from our souls, suffocates a lot, but does not kill,**
**It consumes our last joy.**
**While everyone is withdrawing to their own home, for the sake of getting lost in the corridors of darkness,**
**To embrace the night,**
**Under the weight of nihavent and best songs.**
**Between the deep blows the left side has received and suffered.**
**From the hazan, from the dark winter, from poverty, from hunger and from sickness, verses are poured out in the name of springs that never come to us!**
**Good intentions are shot, in a daily life of butterflies!**
**Among the consolations we console ourselves in case it comes, it will get better.**
**At dawn to blow blood red leaves**
**We fall as we run, on cliffs that pass from evening to night**
**Rolling in the palms of our nothingness**
**Suffering is made at the tables of poverty, plunder and despair**
**To peoples I can't even name**
**In the spaces we hide on our left sides**
**We fill our anger into the evenings...**
**To hit the night, in lamplights**
**Writing articles on morocco tables**
**Between the ruined walls,**
**In the midst of torture, when we lost everything**
**Even the smiles on our faces are sad**
**Appears in the purity of dimples**
**When we give life to life and count life water**
**We call plurals, remaining memories**
**In the name of the night, because we are afraid of the evening**
**Roses play the draw of misfortune**
**in fatal times**
**With our ceaseless attitudes and behaviors**
**We pluck daisies, we know the consequences**
**With the pain of love's spurs**
**Night to night, good night**
**To our most cherished assets…**
**Lifetimes dedicated to lifetimes!**
**Where is it?**
Since the first day I found you, your presence has always been with me.
**Both when I was a student and in my ridiculous professional life, and how I was sure that I was loved as much as I loved for a lifetime, everything collapsed to the ground and my established order was shaken to the ground and here is a huge landslide that engulfed me.**
**Nice defeat.**
**I suffered a lot.**
**People showed me what oppression is, and when I crossed the threshold of being oppressed and almost fell off a cliff and crashed to the ground, you were there, as always.**
**It's a deep hole.**
**Those who turn my paradise into hell.**
**Moreover, heaven was hidden inside me from birth, and when you were the one who bestowed it, even my heaven sank to people, moreover, my dearest and closest friends.**
**I am addicted to love from time immemorial and this is not a simple sign of love.**
**I've fallen in love so much.**
**My first love is my grandma.**
**Then, while I was a student and books and many people, even my house and even my dreams were actually in love with love, I was often gaining and losing momentum in my struggle with myself.**
**When I look at my last ten years, my Lord and here is the miracle itself:**
**I found myself writing and.**
**I found myself.**
**And I found you that your presence has always been with me since the first day, but lately, the eye of the heart and my longing for peace have been made real.**
**While I'm real.**
**When I don't care if there are reasons.**
**I'm looking to my right and left.**
**How loving and obedient everyone is.**
**I'm looking to my left and right...**
**Hypocrites who don't even respect the voice of prayer, or those who defend their faith but cause discord with life, I'm questioned even in the simplest word, sometimes my sadness is a crime, sometimes my heartfelt laughter, or my enthusiasm is suspended and hurt but there is no servant of God in the world I'm afraid because I don't look like them I don't like it either because of the bad intentions they hide inside and yes, there is a lot I can't prove, but with your belief in me and my growing love for you, don't I know how helpless I am and here I am running to you with nothing.**
**I have nothing to do with the gigantic universe and the love and heaven inside me, when I have no business with money and stamps.**
**I'm laughing now, it gives me peace of mind knowing the exaggerated love of people who worship the world or each other and the world inside me is under your protection.**
**Since you said be once.**
**Not as soon as possible, but as it should be, while you set the clock of the universe, thank you, my beautiful Lord, thank you for my day and the peace hidden inside me, the sun that never sets, and my pen.**
**Don't poison my hope dude, one day we'll both need it**
**I don't complain about the cost of living, what a pity that people are getting cheaper**
**We poor people always remain standing, like a pine tree, flooding us, winds, winds, hail can't wash us away.**
**We eat grass, but we do not bow down!**
**What good is my satiety if the world is hungry?**
**Will the leaders hit us with nuclear weapons after the corona?**
**People are valuable, not those who follow the devil!**
**We will lay a mattress on the desert and be happy again, girl with you**
**When you look into my eyes, I give up mansions and palaces, and when I look into your eyes, I give up on the whole world, my love.**
**The dress of love keeps us both warm, girl.**
**Think of me when you get wet in the rain, then you will forget to shiver, my angel.**
**Because you are the one who taught me hope and love, and this is the concept of eternity, in my relationship with three points, for the first time in my life, before I put an end to my dreams.**
I'm making boats for the trip to hope from the paper I've clipped
**It has no pronunciation and sometimes shrapnel will be stuck in your heart, like me, if you run away from the vengeful shadows.**
**I am a traveler: I have dreams of a traveler, veiled and well mannered, is my sadness the charm of life that I sometimes sing and sometimes sing? So let me start explaining.**
**A rhythm disturbance, the call of farewell in me, and the buried sweat in the dream cellar, I don't know how many leagues deep.**
**It's not ironed, my feelings are just fluent, it's just destructive.**
**The color of the old year has faded and my Lord is stroking my back: now I will set off whenever it is, whatever contract it is, in the presentation of my angels, in my supplication, in endless verse, and the stardust that I sprinkle away from the appendages of the night.**
**Of course, it wasn't easy to be separated from the old year: sir, not because I fainted, but only a few good memories.**
**I find it difficult to continue your reign in your life, but I am full of love for my faithful destiny, my almighty Lord and full of trust, and what I love most in the sound of the call to prayer is that I am more than a sadness and an idle heart whose crumbs I sprinkle in the prayer of the trembling love flying in the morning wind.**
**In the dead of night when I climbed a relative slope:**
**I can't get enough of the chatter of the limp moon while the gin is playing ball, you know, I am filled with sadness, sometimes with hope, and if I sob now, who would hear it but my Lord in the whole universe?**
**Recently, I have spent my life on vigilance, and I never knew the reason.**
**Even though it was a rhythm disorder night, I liquidated it only yesterday, what I wish for, not my dreams and fictional lives that I retired: again and again, when I lie down, only the daylight that has just leaked from the black hole and at work and work, I embraced the gigantic universe.**
**I'm not known, like everyone else.**
**I'm unknown, nobody if I emulate.**
**What do we know?**
**In the spectrum of feelings I know, sometimes I'm hot, sometimes I'm cold.**
**It was a cold season.**
**People, on the other hand, are intolerant and the breeze coming from somewhere has obviously remained in the draft, since my words have snowed a little, and I am not in mourning or anything, I am not looking for the path: my trust that increases in the course of hope and the peace that spirituality gives me when a servant of God cannot steal.**
**My eyelashes are the radar of your heart.**
**The shavings of your heart are my papers that I just tore.**
**On the other hand, I am making boats out of the paper that I have clipped and I will set off before the morning prayer is read.**
**Birds are guests of the house.**
**My heart is like a bird, even a crumb of love is enough.**
**Even though I'm in the minority.**
**Even if I'm alone.**
**My color is more or less pink, maybe I guessed more or less, of course, my complete surrender to my Lord, and the whispers in my ears are now clear even backbiting.**
**who am i who?**
**Is it a chemically degraded substance?**
**Is it a word that doesn't like innuendo?**
**I don't shed any tears after the lost year either...**
**I am grateful to my broken heart and the people who broke it, I couldn't love myself that much, especially my great Lord, here is my only friend again and I find peace thanks to my God friends as much as I put my head on his path.**
**There are many things that I stay away from, there are too many people, after all, I watch my back and my front in order not to fall into a trap, I know beyond, I know that I am protected and I dig my wounds and patches with ease, my blood pressure returns to normal thanks to the pen that I know how to use, and I take advantage of the humidity of the night and follow the process called sleep.**
**Who am I going to host in my dreams now?**
**And here is the first day and night of the year: praise.**
**Did the wind calm down a little bit, what today?**
**His arrogant rebellious demon and his followers are at work: neither sorrow nor sorrow.**
**I belong only to my Lord with my right and wrong, and my good intentions that know my inside and never fade, and that I walk with peace inside, not on a path prone to love.**
**I have to pass on some things and some people that I value too much and that I understand my value firmly: don't call me arrogant, you know:**
**Is it easy? My fight that has not ended with myself in the last years would certainly subside.**
**Sadness is a mercy.**
**A betrayal is a rebellion.**
**How beautiful it is to imitate white…**
**How beautiful it is to be as clean as a cloud…**
**Since I still have time, I must make the universe and inside of me even whiter, not for nothing but my tolerance and goodwill, after all, the new year was very coy when I presented myself and here is the time when I was the herald of finding myself, then come on.**
**Emotions and hope continue at full throttle.**
@Dreamland
