Friday, May 30, 2014

Poems Publishing


The Diamond

The Diamond
you gave a little meteorite
which you found
accidentally
you thought
it was made by your heart
you had no idea
that it fell from the sky

I always thought that
what you gave me
was a diamond
a diamond which made by your heart
I had no idea
that it fell from the sky

I did not know
and so did you

The Sunflower

The Sunflower
the sunflower
who depends on
the sun
my little baby

she blooms
only under the sun
she cries

no matter how hard
I try to be
the sun
I am just
another sunflower

The Mirror

The Mirror
I have seen
my image
that was in
the mirror

and which
was so beautiful
so charming
and so attractive