Month: November 2020

We, the souls catenate in a cloistered moment of love We, the folks conversate in a silent gust of wind

A life passed, The months and years fall, Thy memories hit me hard, A life I awaited for thee. Sitting

  HardshipI was thinking about the days, Life has like limestone,   And salinity poor ground, My schemes are fewer

Poet corner I plead my love please, come and see me, Come and see that I am overwhelmed,   By

Lullaby The sea washes over the sand gently like the whisper of a smile, Possessing the beauty of gold With

Don’t you miss You should keep varnishing yourself: and let us sink in the ocean of sorrow. you should not

Thy memories often tease me in my dream, I still remember the kind stream. Where we met on rainy days,

Poet corner Our lives were changed and our hearts were snatched, Every places and street were snatched,   No one