Thus, whispered an hourglass in my ears:
No rock would ever survive the onslaught of time...

I don’t know
why I am nobody...

Who is vandalizing this bench
in the garden of my thoughts, my heartfelt words...

Stretching our branches
to the prospect horizons...

In the rainbow boxes of preference,
they each are...

My father's anniversary:
((there was a swan pond in our way to the hospital...

Before the game of gamble, starts
it is already paid for...

When I write something
I make sure that I'm written...

You were digging deep
for flaws in me yet you...

One was imploring
for forgiveness for the crime...

Tell me why flowers
do not last...

While he asked mercy
for his wrong deeds, they hung him...