Poetry about Temporary world and fake love

I will accumulate wealth and money, then what?
I will take a wonderful house, what after that?

If there is a demand for wine, I will become a rind
I will travel to Macedon, then what?

There will be a passion for beauty and secrecy
I will do magic in gasses, what after that?

I will decorate poetry and speech well
There will be a name in the world, but what after that?

When the waves come, I will travel all over the world
Back to the same old town, what after that?

One day death will knock on the door of life
The moonlight will go out, what after that?

I woke up and the dust will be mixed there
Then who knows after that, what after that?

Fake love

So I'm glad someone went and told him
If he's happy, he'll make me restless

You don't know that someone is broken
Making love very enduring

I will appear in the mirror smiling
She will suddenly cry while grooming

I knew I would not return
So I remembered you beating my heart out

She was saying that it is the eyes, not the sea
I sank into them believing

I know the whirlpools that lie in me
Crossing the river of your Hajj

Thanks to beloved

@belenguerra
@fendit

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@steemcurator01