In A Foreign Place

In A Foreign Place

A Poem by bd

In a foreign place, I've had a terminal illness
That's why I cry
I can't put up with my heart anymore
And I've roped my opened wound
And fire together
Since I couldn't declare that
I was in love with her

I am possessed by her
It has flooded and destroyed my garden
Neither I nor anyone knows
What my illness is
And I am confused with 
What good is and what bad is

Your eyebrows are like a violin
And eyewinkers are like an arrow
I know everyone has an illness
And I know you don't know
How much I love you
But my heart is engaged to you
And it can never run away from it

© 2014 bd


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Added on August 12, 2014
Last Updated on August 12, 2014
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bd

Istanbul, Europe, Turkey



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