Assol Abasova Poet I do not know?

She

I even don’t know where you have gone,
Nobody lights my road and feel like I’m done
Still feel the smell of your hair. “What a mess?”
I don’t know; I don’t know how to love someone else.

And all I knew this morning when I woke
You are so far away and happy how I truly hope

You are the book I used to read, 
Which contents will forever keep 
Deeply in the heart.
 Even sometimes, you see, it’s hard
To not to feel your breath behind. 
I hope I’ll pass through this cruel flight
And meet you smiling – That is right
I’m still about you dreaming 
You gave me love, gave me that feeling.

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Beata Agustin April 17, 2025 at 11:17 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.