The nature of time:
One day we all are going...
Don't outpace your friends.
paddling unequally you're...
The greatest place to
hide your misdeeds is behind...
In that cafe I penned my poems
pinned a living butterfly of my heart...
Everything is packaged in the prison of time
until it grows soul...
hear the duet of
your question and the silence...
Whatever to others we do,
whether in the scale of “so many” or a...
They do not give us ruler
to draw the perfect lines...
Always going
never arriving...
Look
how inflated I am...
You cannot help yourself
being beautiful...
It is so harsh and
unmusical for we can't...