Beloved He, Biased She
"A Fault of past life...

Let me sing you a song dear,
of moors wide and skies clear...

A breeze of remembrance
ruffled distance memories...

............................................I...
.............................an evening, gazing...

Rising above the realms of myth,
an enticing chimera whispers...

The World Today
Acridity...

Whispering horizon
wears a speck of amber...

Dying Nation
Anguished, frustrated...

Fireflies melt
into moon-eyed shadows...

Take a deep breath and feel alive,
Humm a rhyme and feel your voice...

Delightfully crafted,
unwinding in layers...

Twilight Masterpiece
When midnight blue is deep, beneath starlit...