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