If it can cry like the hero, the monolithic language of our heart's tables, then the language of the heart will pull all the snakes out of the hole of the heart.
Cultivating love, stitch by stitch, and opening the door of the veil of the heart is the only elixir that makes us human.
We drink a lot of patience to repair the broken strings of our heart. We get wet in the rain. Our heart language is shaking with the intensity of eight.
After all, time swallows everything. We imprison him in wells by pulling bolts in his mouth.
What can't we fit that is out of tune, maybe in our heart. Hundreds of words, sentences, events, feelings.
If a person's heart is as big as his fist, what is the size of the heart's table? What color is the color? Do you have a pattern?
Who is welcome to the table or who is at the end?
He should not look at the texture of his skin, while the texture of his heart remains.
Sharing the bread is not our only desire. (Though my childhood father's sentence was etched in my brain. "The smallest piece of our table is enough for everyone, may God give wealth of heart.")
We aspire to row in the same boat in the stormy sea. Its route is brotherhood and love.
While trying to plant various seeds in my heart, I started to think about whether there is a defect in the DNA of the seeds. I wonder if I'm breaking down trying to find my way through the web of thoughts. My path was clear from years ago. Have I started to get too solid or else. Even though I try to pay attention to the imported seeds.
Imported emotions were mixed with emotions as well. Confidence grows with hormones.
Is it naivety when trusting, and alertness when trust is shaky?
To fall into the category of idiots when you always do good?
Epic and esoteric - Poetry
I can start by saying my square retreats,
Moreover, without being too burdened with the past.
I actually walked
Many times in the hour and minute hand cage.
I have misconceptions from the owner, with registered and official service, of all colors,
I'm clapping words, our hope is to have a good day in a village blend.
Nobody likes me here
Me too anyone.
Sound one or two.
I've taken an epic and esoteric path, I'm going,
With a megaphonic impulse, I drive the dark of night into my poems.
"Our first lesson is Turkish language and literature,
Then the art of peeling potatoes and business training."
I'm looking for a concept that starts with C,
so as not to swear. second cell;
The fiber tissue should be 100% compatible with the number of bones in the human body.
In my opinion, the best quality and cost-effective comfort is Sleep.
There is nothing in this world as beautiful and natural as sleeping,
In fact, sleeping is a bit of a mess.
They call me crazy because I think of Adam's apple and evil eye bead together.
Let them say I can't change.
I actually love people naturally. Pure.
One of the most sincere. You know, I don't get a little sizzling when the job is called, you know.
It happened again. Let's look at life from three hundred and sixty angles. Let's open our arms wide. Our love is enough for everyone. Let's live all the creatures knowing from His presence.
How should we feel about values that are not reflected in us?
It would be nice if I brought you sausage and a chicken, actually my dear
fry yourself wherever you go.
Wherever boils appear, I am liable.
If you come, you need me
Is it a crime to be bigoted to the person you curse?
A lazy person?
I asked for your last instruction
Dream dream dream fall sleep.
The most beautiful people are smart people
Is he loyal to jokes
If I ask you from somewhere, will you listen to me?
Do you know the very creepy thing?
If the one who makes me love leaves you with education, what world can you walk in which closet?
What does peace look for in Asia, I am a blue wind
It could have happened to me to sit down and get ready.
We are like roses, I don't believe it, you don't even think about what love is.
I have a prayer there, is love between two inspirations of the world, but is love a different language?
Love hurts, the only thing that makes the heart laugh is to cry
Are you immune to me
Do we see eye to eye, if it rains, your heart is very high, I guess, whenever there is this love, send us too
We have come to walk in a difficult life. We crawled, walked, fell, ran, all for us. Let's look forward with sure steps in the direction of our intention. My Lord helps those who have sincere intentions.
Our table is enough for everyone.
