The girl of intrigue
With dark hair and promise
Sat patiently and gripped
The cool handle
Of her red mug
She takes a deep sip
Flavors of peppermint fresh
On her tongue
Among other things
Such as wishes and desires
To be fulfilled when the time comes
But for now, she sits
She waits
She sips peppermint tea
And she is left with queries
Along with her red mug
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Poems of an anchor
ŞiirI'm a poet, and yes, I know it I am very fond of poetry and writing. I'm the kind of person who never verbalizes my feelings. I prefer to write them down, transforming them into literary works of art. Words bear comfort and catharsis for my heart an...
