Our expanding
only circles to reflect in the given radius...

When I do not find your black eyes
everything founders...

Haikus
are butterflies of the life's flows...

Love dies
when the market shifts...

To be here,
To listen...

Like a little sparrow
lost in the rain...

I am
a pendulum...

So deep in my ears
there is a song...

The rain is gone.
The trains are gone...

Just being a drop for you,
is enough...

The golden farms are
collective consciousness of...

Recognize your own
beauty, by averring the...