by Aslan Zamanloo
Why the earth beneath me, should be so chilly?
Why the Sun above me, should be so dim?
Why the soul in me, should be so empty?
Why mine eyes, should be so teary?
Only thing I hear, whispers of the south wind,
Telling me: "Why your heart, should be so sere?"
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Born in Tabriz, Iran. Since my childhood, I was interested in English especially it's literature., I started writing poems at the age of 10. My passion toward writing poems made my life much interesting. Now I'm following my dream of becoming a poet more determined.
Last updated December 24, 2013