A Soul With No Hair!

There in the emptiness…!
There i left my soul with its shirt!
There i left the flame of my own dreams,together
With the embers of love
There,where my youth faded away
There in the smell of withered roses
among sprouts that are dead before they are born
amid the vehemence of youth
There,where the eyes have anothere function
There where the heart is driving like a mad
There where the braids of hairless soul are woven
and my man’s hair is uncombed…!

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