At a village,
An old man said to a young girl...

Some times, it’s hard to breath the idea
that the sky is grey. It used to be as blue...

Our time together has come to an end.
The roads we walk diverge...

Professor Cortese, with all due respect,
I bring my self to take more than one step...

Hear... HERE.
there's a cat outside my door...

A young boy once asked me, "ma'am, pardon my...
To which I replied...

She hurried to the kitchen and onto the stove.
Water was boiling, spilling from a small pot...

So far, I’ve written some poems for you
some about love...

Just now,
I read, “at least we are under the same sky...

My lord, tomorrow when it’s dark and cold
and hopes are grounds that shake without control...

Upon waking up,
I see sunshine rays shining through closed...

Between some fields of corn,
a lady dressed in scorn...