i lost my poet

my poet...........
.
what is the feeling of death

is it feel of flying
state of mind.

or
where are you
are you in her soul
who had negated your
love.

but
i should repeat my love
for my existence

all forests are burning
some body making wound on eye ball
now iam crying blood cry......

dawn with famine
said the salute to sun
here it is dark
evrey body alike.

i lost my poet...................................................