You hurt the true hearts and try to hide it from...
You hide your fangs...
First, I learned that
my aunty was schizophrenic...
Looking upon the red canvass
of flower buds...
His sword defeats death
right before defeating all...
Why impelling feeling with talks,
bottling up something ethereal...
Words are for when we disregard silence.
Writing is the tendency of the forgotten poetry to...
How well our feelings,
how well we wish for others...
O God strengthen me
so, I can choose you over...
When the truth is due
though your voice turns skew...
Stains would always shine
in the daylight but the light...
They asked a scorpion:
"Why do you eat your mother after she gives you...
"Now I invite you
all to the fire!" Said hero...