Black Hole Poem by Ozcan Ajrulovski
Black Hole
My eyes are clouds
and you make them rain
they call it tears
I call it drops of pain
My heart was the fire
your actions started
I tried to shut the flames
by being cold hearted
I am bleeding in love
with a love lost soul
I made you rainbows
you made me a black hole
Beautiful piece of poetry, well articulated, nicely encapsulated and insightfully penned in poetic diction. I love the expression: THEY CALL IT TEARS. I CALL IT DROPS OF PAIN. A lovely poem subtly penned from the heart. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
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5/6/2024 10:09:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Ozcan, sending you a msg.. let me know, ok? Thanks