I broke...

by Ahmet Murati

I broke
the evening adorned with thrown pearls
around the corners of love
designed to prevent
rampant crazinesses through fabulous eclipses
unspeakable by words
uncoloredness by colors
indescribable in forms
they are crawled in itself
divided in sub-stations of satisfaction
where you and I were the only travelers
that wandered without stopping
we were seen from station to anther one
and didn't broke up even the storms were hitting us
nor in the hail that disrupted our sleeping

Ahmet Murati

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About Ahmet Murati

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I am born in Kosovo in last millennium and my life continues to span to newest millennium, I started to yield poetry long time ago and I think I can continue to yield more and more in forthcoming years.