Every letter is fire
Every sentence is a river
Full of fire
Flowing deep into the sky
Where God lives in happiness
With His angels.
The poet breathes with fire
Composes with fire
He burns the eternity
When God smiles.
Letters of fire fly
To the limitless space
The poem reaches the throne of God
And appears as a poet
He asks the God
Are you playing with war?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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