Love is a labyrinth
A complicated harmony
Exits are unnecessary
Bricks and bridges with inconsistency
And you are a mystery
Among the scarecrows roaming steadily in the farmland
I am the wisest
No one can bury your love
Deeper than mine did
I am the mind
Just for your crowd to know
I am never a theory
And I shall not be
Your crowd that never leaves their periphery on you
Covered with suspected legacies
Centered with desire and dreams
Against my reality
YOU ARE READING
Your Love Buried Deep Inside My Disastrous Heart (Poetry)
ŞiirMy most poetically written poems are buried deep inside my disastrous heart. Love is poetry; you are the poetry.
