Do Wolves Fall in

Do Wolves fall in ...
A Poem by Morteza Alizade  

The only sweetheart whom I love, You are, is a lie!

You don't know to how many I've said before "goodbye"!

But I've not been a wolf in a sheep clothing,

Each one is needed like a deep breathing,

Not needed always the deep ones but sometimes,

As in poems I often put different rhymes.

A breath you take to be alive,

Shouldn't be kept, if you wanna survive.

By the all an easy friend told,

I thaught what made him so bold?

While I prefered to taste all the bitter,

Hoping spring comes after the winter.

The easy friend said to me again:

All experienced's advice, so don't bargain:

Pile up, even in the winter as you can the seed,

Since there is not a guaranteed spring indeed.