Poetry about hope

Come on and find me in the night of a glass night.

When my hands are hoping to live

With all his being squeezed. And your eyes crossed me from the beginning of this desire.

I am afraid of the fearless suffering of the hopeless hopes of the attitude between the two

Which one should I choose?

Come and invite me to the brightness of your eyes.

Somewhere in between and staying where I find you

And for the moment that I'll start with you again.

"Mohaddeh Blok"

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Do not let me go too far

So that you do not know who you gave me because I did not trust you

Because to anyone I can see the openness of passivity

I'm so scared you

I'm disappointed to drop my blood over so much

Because I hope you've earned thanks for yourself

You are the one who helped me with you

Cayenne time with a hundred grief

Who are you asking who you are and why are you?

My wild, I'm queens and you do not go.

"Vahshi e Bafghi"

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