I, a flower in a garden,
is wilting with time...

Where a river flows
between mountains of lilies...

Today, a young lady asked me,
"Don't you have any obsessions?&quot...

a bird soars
opening its wings...

Within a privacy of a room, with curtains closed,
and a dim light, a wife politely asked her...

I wanna go
where the page is white...

A man once said
the truth is...

I write what I write
Just to write what I have to write...

the number of infected people keep on rising
like waves trying to drown us...

What if I write a sonnet just for you?
You’ll get the extra credit you so need...

Oh sweet heart
I can feel your ache...

Dark night
where the moon often hides amidst the clouds...