Devils of paradise,
scream out my names,
ghouls of the evil spirits,
haunts my eyes,
I shower with burns;
of fire,
feed on the dead souls,
never witnessed love,
and its fary-tales,
My lusts devour my frames,
I'm the homeless man,
searching for a shelter,
beside the demon's bed,
Never trust me,
I'm a man that says two,
a word here another there
though when I command,
I move seas from its positions,
the shores from its sand,
Who am I in-front of you?
no man I am my darling,
leave me burn,
No man I am my darling.
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Burning Papers-love poems
PoetryThese set of poems were published to describe love in a very unique way, hope, love and hate all in one poem
