Blackhole

 I have stuck in the magic of black holes

Where death is every moment

Still, I am trying hard to keep myself alive.

I heard it in the mouth of the saint

 You Try to be as sugar as,

If you can not be

 You be salt least at.

 I try to be as sugar as

I deceived again and again,

Despair wanted to consume me.

Now let’s try to be salt

Those who think of cheating

I can understand when I see their faces.

I could not be bothered Desperate now.

Now I realize that In terms of reality

Creation is at the water   that at a water depth

Still, the sugar is Insects one time

But salt is not Insects.

Now I am a lot as salt as.