Most beautiful poetry

Pain on paper, *
* My sellout, *

I was a batch, *
* Writing overnight .. *

All were touching, *
* The sky shines, *

I am among stars, *
* Hidden like a moon. *

If it was stubborn, *
* When was broken, *

I was delicate cast, *
* Who bent ahead of everyone .. *

Change people here, *
* Colors in their own way, *

On the color of mine too, *
* I continued to grind like Mehandi .. *

Those who were quick, *
* They move towards the floor, *

I am from Salamander