The sky is cloudy. Ask the horizons of my eyes
Cloud it is raining , ask my tears for rain
The heart board will break in the waves of sorrow
Ask the point from my storm-filled chest
There is no role in all my conscience except you
Ask what I say erom the mirror of my soul
The fire of your love turned to ashes
If you do not believe , ask my ruined world
Curtains in the curtains of all the blood of your love
Ask my enthusiasm for the song I sing
In the fever of your love , my light burns
Ask my burn now from my burning poems
Except for the imagination , no candle burned in my nave
poem by Hossein Manzavi
http://malekeshan.wordpressblog.ir/tag/شعری-کوتاه-در-مورد-آسمان-شب/
My husband took the photos with my Samsung A50 and sent them to me.
Wonderful words and superb photography!
You have a new follower =D
Hi @icedrum. Thank you 🌸