Like a half-drunk tea, poems are always incomplete. Incomplete words plant the seeds of confusion. And it is OK!
The words you read here are from my heart, but the meaning you learn from these poems is from your heart.
So read my poems, not for your eyes, but for your soul!
In the moments of our life,
we may happen to see some eyes
searching for something. And
Yesterday I happen to see a child with his father...
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