In my poetry, I call myself an unknown prisoner. Home-work-home, that’s my daily life. But here I am, longing to discover what the beauty out there feels like through others eyes. I love writing, a bit of sketching, music, watching people dance, and orange-reddish skies. I love deep conversations about life, love, stories of places, cultures, and faith. I’d love to exchange handwritten letters if possible, but emails are totally fine :) P.s: i’m not good in English but I‘ll try my best :)