It will come back to you
again and again? the thought...
Faith bluffs?
you. Makes you deaf...
The decay has?
killed the dream songs...
I will come and meet
you in absence of past...
Absolutely zilch.
Sometimes you feel...
The magic of flowers
is...
Moon crazed fonts
starting a genocide of words...
I’ve always had a thing for butterflies -
their colorful wings like the art...
Butterfly Time...
Watching the sunset
Just as the full moon rises...
The bird of prey
had the dignity. With...
It was difficult to
seek you in the dark...