One silent black sky
Gray clouds sleep safe
and sound,
Thousand of stars speakThen bushes rub on
Blown carelessly by the wind,
The night welcomes meSweet smell of roses
Turns into heavy smoke air,
My sorrow has schorched.-HJN
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Wall of Words
PoetryWelcome to the wall of words. "Each of us experiences different kind of paths in life; however, we are sometimes stumbled upon the same emotions and feelings all at once." Proudly presenting of what my mind and heart are expressing in the past and...