Aidin Azarkerdar

Rookie - 6 Points (9/11/1987 / Iran)


Poem by Aidin Azarkerdar

I die into my cry
I fly into tombs
I feel I alone in the dark
I building apartment of my pine
I return to the last world
Here is my beauty home
I live in the lost land
I killed people with my hands
I foster the monsters
In the dirty brothel
Brothel is in my heart
Toxin influence to my minds, dropp by drop
Catch my heart if you want kill yourself
Catch it, this dangerous bloody heart
I foster monster for your life
You can runaway and don’t look at your back
Or you can hold on mine and building your darkly fact
Or you can find the first my love and return to mine
And close the way of poison from my mind

He on the point of death with tears in his face
I flied to the graves
For save he of the death
I felt I can to light in his dark cell
I found his love
But I came very late
He was died
Because to gather together poison in his mind
He fall in down

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, February 4, 2011