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My beloved friends&readers My poetry book is finally on the market, you can purchase the book from the links below amazon.com/s?k=9780228821… amazon.com/s?k=9780228821… smashwords.com/books/view/999… amazon.ca/s?k=9780228821… kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/th… Thanks from the buttom of my heart for all

THE END OF THE DREAM There are poems like Soviet blocks Gray, dull, bare, no balconies, no faces I’ve seen poems with hollow roots No roof, no rhythm, not a trace  I know verses without a tune No music, no soul, no graceful rhyme I’ve read poems, each line was a cry Full poem⤵️

Dear readers, I need to inform you that I'll give a break after I share my last poem tomorrow. I must rest and also focus on my new book which will be a Sci-Fi novel, not a poetry book. If you miss my poetry my books are available on Amazon. Best regards🙏 amazon.com/stores/Khan-Ea…

Don’t seek time’s pulse just in clocks Its heart beats in many secret forms The heart has a rhythm all its own And stars tick in stranger norms As the heart fades, so does its star And when stars die, darkness grows To hear the universe’s pulse Listen your heart as silence dwells

Dear friends/readers Glad to inform you that my new poetry book "Don't Ask Me For a Red Rose" is available in the market by today. The book consists of 274 pages, 242 poems and 31 aphorisms. You will find a chapter of poems for kids too. The link is below: amazon.com/dp/B0DPXBWCLY?…

The drum of Earth beneath our bare feet No man owns sky, nor claims the land The heartbeat where all spirits meet We walk with grace,no sword in hand We talk with stones, trees&rain A tree is time, a stream is song In ash we see dreams of life again The wind reminds us we belong

Prague wakes in fog again Engines hum but not to move People drift to jobs they never meant to do Kids file in, not to learn just because they must What a strange game we play pretending life each day Only birds are honest They fly because there’s no other way to stay in the air

We shook hands with hate today We left loving for tomorrow We made agreement with longing We left reunion for tomorrow We paid advance to a lie today We made 5 installments to truth We entered war today We delayed peace to tomorrow We winked to hell today We said bye to paradise

I learned from the trees How to reach for the sky How to take root deeply while holding on tightly to the soil and the history How to extend my arms to the future How to love without expectation How to give without anticipation How to offer generously my shade, my fruits 📋⬇️

Dear friends/readers Glad to inform you that my new poetry book "Don't Ask Me For a Red Rose" is available in the market by today. The book consists of 274 pages, 242 poems and 31 aphorisms. You will find a chapter of poems for kids too. The link is below: amazon.com/dp/B0DPXBWCLY?…

I'd like to share with all of U my review about the last book of @EagleSoulMan DON'T ASK ME FOR A RED ROSE on Goodreads. goodreads.com It's very easy to do it, U only need an Email and can leave your review🤗 I'ts very important for writers,so I encourage U to do it!🥰

Love was a lie the poets told Birdsong was noise dressed in gold Flowers just weeds in fancy clothes Poets dressed sky with empty words Virtue is myth hope feeds the poor Truth is outdated dreams are a chore Exile the poets! Ban them from the city Let them rot in silence and pity

Don’t Ask Me For A Red Rose: Ethereal verses on Love, Nature & Humanity  Kim Ingram 5 out of 5 stars A GOLDEN TREASURE OF LITERARY EXCELLENCE Reviewed in the United States on April 14, 2025 "Don't Ask Me For a Red Rose” is an extraordinary book of poetry that makes you reflect…

The clouds of longing have gathered The rains of reunion are near The winds of separation have calmed The sun of reunion is about to rise Maybe I’ll come in form of rain A bird on your window perhaps Or as sunlight filling your room May be like a guest from God Would you welcome?

Falling gently, a celestial feast Are they snowflakes or angels Pure & innocent they softly descend Like divine butterflies the heavens sent When they melt on our lips so light They leave a taste of a neat delight Peaceful and serene as the sky They bring us calm as they drift by

I was looking for love with a candle in hand Love itself was the candle, it turned out A candle burning from within Silently, softly.. Letting tears flow inside As its base remains in darkness illuminating its surroundings Love is giving up on oneself Burning to exist for another

Dear readers As Valentines Day is approaching, I wanted to do a favor to you for the sake of of the day & discounted the price of my latest book by 10% till 14 Feb. Don't just say "I love you to your loved ones", but show your love gifting them a LOVE POETRY BOOK #ValentinesDay

THATS WHY.. You ask me why i wear sunglasses While I look at your face How can I look at the sun with bare eyes? You ask me why I wear gloves While I hold your hands Is it possible to hold embers with bare hands? You ask me why I use earphones .. See full poem⬇️ #poetrylovers