The Little House Poem by Nilufer Dursun

The Little House



Who’s able to sentence my heart
Which is devoted to humanity.
Even I’m sometimes bewildred
How do I make alot of love fit into
Such a little house conntaining four rooms.
I know it’s hard to share me
Everbody doesn’t have this kind of skill.
I wait for my soul mate besides,
Come on, forget about this love,
Best never try…

Nilufer DURSUN

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