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Love

written by: Ali Aryan

 

Every morning as she slept,
Sun rose on her skin,
Delicately as if the moon rises without letting anyone know,
Trying to burn her skin in his attempt of warming her soul,
She was in herself a spectacular source of lighting,
To which the sky worshipped,
And the moon bowed every night.

Ali Aryan

Ali Aryan

Ali is an 18 year old poet who is writing poems since his childhood. Feelings and nature are the inspiration for him. Although he is busy all day. At night he sits under the sky full of stars which is like home to him.
Ali Aryan

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