The eve has set in.
The Golden Jubilee
of my wanderings
set in its way;
For these reasons,
the pretty fairs
to the eye
and the mind
propitiate.
They hide
all the fathers
of immaculate noises
farther away.
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ŞiirI present to you my new collection of poems which will be reflective of my present states of mind and compel me to translate my deepest desires and waves of thoughts, brimming with emotions. ...
