Sparrows are benign,
their textures are so fine...
These gaudy people,
they all are nothing but ears...
Garden is in the taste of honey...
Why are mockingbirds mocking me?
why do...
Tracing a wrinkle
I ended at far beyond...
In her whimsical mind,
fantasy meets reality...
Building a mystery
we wonder how much longer...
I am he who built the Persepolis,
Babylon, the wall of china...
American Burying Beetle
you are a vulture...
How blooming looks the
dying bloom for undying...
The waltz of beauty
and the recognition of...
March 24, 2021 12:54am
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