Moon
rises in the night sky...
Life had tossed you in
flames...
When the wind
at its hasty ingress...
A red bird in the cage;
few of the blue birds singing in the bushes...
The milk run appears like
flesh trade. A bigamous...
She who comes to drink the honey of the flowers in...
do not forget the honey of the wild flowers...
The summer moon with
poetry and musk...
Haikus
are butterflies of the life's flows...
"Only a fruit should ripen,only me should...
By saying this,he sent to far the children and...
I have this dream. It is different every time, but...
This dream is always about some residing on a...
I do not write about something
or anything. You will...
She was nothing but
a reflection on the tea...