😿😿Helplessness😿😿

Sometimes they stopped, sometimes they walked, sometimes they got lost while walking

This is how he spent his whole life and endured the oppression of life

Sometimes in sleep, sometimes in consciousness, seeing you wherever you are

I didn't see it, I didn't see any language, so I bowed my head and passed by

Sometimes on the hair, sometimes on the eyes, sometimes on your beautiful being

All the poems in my book were scattered

 Sometimes on the throne, sometimes on the floor, sometimes in their doors

Gham Aashiqi Thank you where we have gone