Nothing makes me happier than
seeing good in people eyes...
One for everyone
and everyone for one, deems...
The awe of wrinkles,
will wither and desiccate...
What do you do with the empty space
When your memory starts to forget their face...
There's the cage of those
who lack reason, and those who're...
Our expanding
only circles to reflect in the given radius...
The garden is as broad as a leaf.
Life is as darling...
Dreams are not tangible
yet I grip my pen to recount...
Everything you love, everything you hate,
Goes away, out the window...
She always voices
the truth in light to anoint...
Is it, a struggle of a feather
to survive its yanking and flouting...
Is understanding, as ruthless as it is,
another version of satisfaction...