In English we say, "I'm fine." But in poetry we say, "I need a hug that can work like glue and put all my broken pieces together. I might say 'I'm fine', but it stands for 'I miss feeling I'm not eroded.'” In English we say, "I feel safe with you." But in poetry we... Continue Reading →
My words about melancholy seem to be endless. Here's a blog post about it. And enjoy the poem. Melancholy has opened its arms Welcoming me with a tight hug. Once it embraces me, I receive its negative vibes. Not only does it Hurt me emotionally, But also physically. It shatters my heart, And cracks my... Continue Reading →
You are a stranger to me. A stranger whom I used to talk to, Whom I used to know about his day. I knew what was happening in your life And how you were feeling. We made uncountable memories, Had a few fights, And laughed a lot. These things happened Once upon a time, And... Continue Reading →
Dlvan's Thoughts 