Poetry of love

  (1)

My heart danced

like a daffodil

in the tranquil breeze 

of your love .

And now :

it became a leafless 

tree of late winter.

  (2)

Your loves injure me

with a sharp knife;

there blooms a red rose

with each cut

to give me a feeling of

painless hurt .

  (3)

I am still 

remembering 

your last hug ;

That feelings was like 

the thrill of a winter night

to cover my heart with

icy dust.

  (4)

I am picking

up a handful ash

from the bottom 

of my heart 

that reflects the bare

image of your love.