I dreamt of a rose in a garden
So beautiful, like a maiden
Devoid of thorns, 'cause He removed it
She bled, in blue, He knows it
He continues, and she grew from it
Until now she remembers the pain
That made her stronger, wiser
Truly a fighter
Now everyone sees her in the garden
I was also there. I saw it.
More happy, more beautiful living with more like her, such amazing maidens
And so... I continue dreaming.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
When Boredom Strikes
ŞiirThe sun sets. The darkness came. When boredom strikes, I think of you all over again. Then creativity starts, the journey to memory lane now begins. _______ N.B: Keep reading. May you enjoy this roller coaster ride! -Marjwiiitty
