She’s not well. that’s enough fuel for me to brood. I can’t alas cry! Eyes have become dry of emotions crude! Though I am alive, alas! Yet a man dead in her troubled nights. I am no solace for her though my heart prays in her troubled days. . **(dedicated to my elder sister)
: What’s your color? : Color! : Yes, I mean it. : Why ask? You can see it! : Shut up. You know what I mean. : What do you mean, Sir? : Shut up. You know I don’t mean black or white. I mean what you are? Blue? Green, Red? saffron or a tri? [...]
He said he did it. Because he had a lot of pain because he wasn’t happy in himself. His voice still resonates in my brain. He said he did it. Because it was so necessary to do as he did no harm to me but himself, he did not allow us to stop and wanted [...]
Deceived and denounced in love, defeated in war the soul, the nation, are derided, unheeded and forlorn. The scream, agony, pain, disgrace and the tear of them, the victims, the tools, secluded are borne by them unheard. Secretly they bleed, they fear to plead the truth they bear, they suffer, they scorn They know everything [...]
Now happy they are they do not have a car. Or they’d have the sorrow the car was so narrow. The car was so cheap the color was so deep. Model was so old inside was not cold. Now happy they are they do not have a car. Or they’d have it to say their [...]
I can look into your Heart and also I can see. How much love and care there you kept for me. I can see how much you do think for my health, for my need. And also I can stare How much you do share your pain, your sufferings And how much you don’t plead! [...]
Oh God, listen to me. I remain very thankful to thee For the blows and woes of life as they come to me. Comparing those of others before I try to make a cry Saying that my sorrows are weighing more I feel shy. In showering love and care you have been much kind. Scope [...]
Sitting beside my open Windows sending ethereal byte waiting you for responding me from the other side of night. Here you have my token of love for you a bucket full of glee. Do you send me a bouquet of sunlight hearing to my plea? O my distant heart my dear; don’t you call me [...]
how wonderfully prefect’s the Nature, Look. Look like a poet, look like a scientist, Look. Look like an artist or look like a child, Look. If you are none of them yet I’ll say you, Look Look like a man as just you yourself but look. How wonderfully prefect’s the Nature, Look. Look with your [...]
