Like a Painter

Like a Painter

Who paints just for painting

That spends ink, just for coloring

That’s how vain your words are

They emanate sound

Only for those who can’t hear.

It’s your love

As an obsolete artist,

Drawing pieces of art

In a lackluster notebook

With numbers and letters.

I love you

Just as birds fly seasonally
Always coming back where they started
Just like them, that's what happens to me.
No matter where I am
I will always come back to you.
As a safe harbor
Whose sailor seeks refuge
There is no sea or storm
May they take me away from you. 
Just like the August sun
Heats without measure
Thus, at maximum temperature
So, that's how I love you.

Coward

Once upon a time, there was a child
Who loved his father
One was tender in affection
While the other had left his mother
This is how the infant grew up
With his mother by his side
He thought of elephants
And his mother, whom he had left behind
"How sad it is when you are alone
I still remember your father
I spend the nights crying and crying
Groaning for that coward"

“Mother don’t feel like this”
The boy told her
“I will never make you suffer
I will always show you affection”.