Poems

The Tunnel of Breathe

Let us go and germinate old
In the warm breasts of poetry
Since the breeze  is getting cold
And its hands are combing the sea

The sun is shining over our heart
Where is the stars then,twinkling stars?
My hair is dancing and the tears starts
To apply an ointment to my old scars

Stop not! O rolling, bright diamonds
In the black ocean of sorrow
Till the sun sets and the day ends
That is the way you and I  grow

Yes; Lets surrender to the tunnel of Breathe
Not to fall on our twisted knees

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Ehsan
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