Passerby, A Window Poem by Keivan ReisiPourashraf

Passerby, A Window



The poetry of the season is addressed to the heart, the language of shared looks, I come from afar, I see your gaze, I read your poetry, it is beautiful. Every day, passing high walls, crowded streets, frequent crowds, I wish I could see you from behind the window.
@keivan.reisipourashraf
@keyhanefarda
@keivanforkeyhan
keivan reisipourashraf

Passerby, A Window
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success