Poem -

Just another normal day

πŸ“· Fatemeh Mardani | Yamin

Just another normal day

Sitting alone
Under the sun

By shadow of a wall

Chatting to a friend

Sharing thoughts from far

Maybe some emotions

Perhaps a few feelings

Touch of reality

Smoking my lungs out, again

Clear sky above

Breeze on my face

Sound of life happening

All around

Much bellow

High in the sky

Starring to the sun

Till my eyes bleed

As my heart does

Every second, Every moment

Like my mind tries to avoid

Every minute, Every dayΒ 

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Marion

Your words my friend...your work is brilliant x

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Payam

Thank you so much for reading and your kind words. It means a lot to me
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Whatever it is that I write even though my English is rusty, its always from my heart.
And my dear friend Yamin is a brilliant photographer and great help and even better inspiration... she always encourages me to write down my feelings no matter what or how... ❀🌹🀩😍
Thank you again and again, Marion
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Marion

You are very welcome and much deserving...hugs x

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Payam

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