01/07/2023
Among the stars of Avakal
There is a cloud of poetry.
He has the tone of creation
spread in the heart.
In the rain of words
Walking is my creation.
Intensity in rhythmic color
The work of poetry has accumulated.
Broad as a cloud
They threw it in the mud.
There is a cloud of heart
The voice of poetry has given.
The white light of nature
It is in the color of the full moon.
Creates the rhythm of the poem
The color of love has accumulated.
