I'm not into politics, too bad people may fall under the impression that I am.

God, Illuminate the mind of that man,
who gets blinded by his ego,
and does not allow him to see
what he is actually doing.

Almost there, almost there
Just a bit more, stretch your hand
Right there...

I saw within my eyes a fire
An eternal flame of desire
And though, I could not stop for water
I let my friend the rain
Showered me with droplets of laughter

I blew to you a kiss
But it missed your lips
Those juicy meaty lips
That I wanted to kiss.

Rhyme: abba

If you go, I go
Like left foot following after the right
And if you fall, I'll fall
like I did for you
Not too many moons ago

When I don't want to go anywhere,
I write poems as if they were quotes

I'm the same one
The one who heard you till evening dawn
The very same one
Who has never stopped missing you

Who am I kidding? it's not the same

Bless be I for feeling this pain
that in my chest originates
and for having this eyes, where the sky rains
for if it did not rain,
my life would be dried
and my heart out of emotions would be drained.