Symmetry I'm too voidFalling offLike glass shards Im so fullWith all mournsLike old wound All my holesDance their stormsHumdrumly. Socalledpoetry of Biba

May Man, in the midst of the storm,Awaits impatiently indoorsYear 2020 to pass by. So-calledpoetry of Biba@2020

Standout I've got wingsSo powerful eagles-likeWoven by nightmares of the pastThat past that once chained me,That past me, to the ground- I once be.That past i burned and entombed.Brand new air wiped my tearsI left the crowd, i raise my headNow…The horizons are all mineDare to soar up in the airDare to fly beyond the… Continue reading Standout #poem #poetry #write #life #destiny #eagle #wings #standout

Deed Nothing in its state stands stillAll perishes with time all submits to God's willLike a rose cherishes its beauty for an hour throneWhile its scent and bounty carve in stone. So-calledpoetry of Biba @2020

Mindset The still stink riverThe shapless treesDance the sterility's rhythmsShe, neat, nay, serious,Drinks from the riverSings with treesStands still…She fits in. Socalledpoetry of Biba

Refugee (child) WhilstHis body lay in the earth,His eyes saw the angelsHovering over holding his little wingsHis soul left smoothly the clayHis fragile body full of goreGot tired of being embraced byHate, violence and starveBy being clasped to chokeBy the dust of warBy the rejected roadsBy the fluid dis-easeBy the feelings of void…He was eager… Continue reading Refugee ( child) #poetry #poem #write #life #destiny #refugee #children

Soul It pours hardIt's bored to tears,The bashed bird,How the sky is darkHow the streets are bareHow the immense horizonsTurning narrow and dangerousHow its wet wings are heavyVulnerable and loneFlapping in vainFearing the echoes of curseThat heard so far yet nearFearing the storm that strikesWhat stands in its courseNothing to be doneLooking the firmament-prayer to… Continue reading Soul #poetry #poem #write #life #destiny #bird #soul

Sageship Grow up, Child.Time changesSpinning Seasons, Civilizations, Greatest Men…Hence, watch over the Good in you to resist the Change. Grow up, Child.Neither joy nor pain remainsFall, hurt and cryThen, stand, heal and smile Grow up Child.Over thereThe grass not always greenerNor the East and West twains shall never meet by far. Grow up, Child.Smile does… Continue reading Sageship #poem #write #life #destiny #wisdom #philosophy #grown-up

Providence PredestinationThrowback dreams, in bold line, atDestiny's gateway. So-calledpoetry of poetry @2020