My heart was still beating, I was still breathing, but was living something more?
Playing with Reality:Bring forward what is true, Write it so that it is clear, Defend it to your last breath!
Ludwig BoltzmannReal poetry is art at its purest sense. It is never a commodity, but a breath of eternity.
Subhan ZeinBeautiful places are almost alive! When you visit them, you can feel their breaths!
Mehmet Murat ildan