I am not a soldier of Poetry, My fight is with the barriers off my inner self, I am the soldier of Love.

Your flesh is the burden of your being, Seek the soul that wears it, So that you may receive Mercy.

Make your soul speak to your mind, It is the guide.

I never plan what to write, When I am writing for you, The message is being sent from my heart.

It's impossible for me to remove you from my heart So that I can have a rest.

From nothingness we have become together, Like a soul and its creator forever.

You're not lost in this game of love,If you can find the true face hidden Behind this mask.

Even a dirty mind Have pure soul, Love is eternal.

Fall in love so that when death comes life will be cured.

Billions of stars will lose it's fuel from the brightness of the only face, the guest of your heart, The beauty of your soul.