Poetry from the needle of heart

Love is like beautiful sky
Under which a lover loves to die
The ground is the green grass
The ants in grass of love which passes

The sight of this ambiance
The brightness of the day
The shining swords with a warm breeze
The lover with a sweat of perfume

The comforting sand for the forehead
The comforting place to stand behind
Like the ants in grass of lovers
The ground is the green grass

The sky is dark without you
My eyes see nothing but the darkness
Lost in the darkness of the dark sky
A dark sky is such a beautiful sky