You are not rainy, you are not sand, you are not balm, you are not screaming , you are not tired, you are not your companion, you are not from others, you are not from us , you are not outside, you are not inward, you are not cheap , you are not expensive, you are not dirty, you are not a treasure cover, you are not a piece on chess, you are the only one who is, you are neither death nor effort . I cant call you the same voice! On a green day, on a yellow day , on a day of sympathy, on a day of pain, if I read it wrong , tell the truth, let me know which color you are?! Which smell?! If you have a coin, which one?! That there is no darkness, no growth, no stagnation, no maturity , my raw words hurt the dear ones! Dont let my humble name be crossed out in your books!
