I move in silence, like undisturbed
Water, rotten like an Anguilla in the shores...
You are who you are even though you're a pathetic...
We all know that we have our endeavors
And yet we always say what is hors d'oeuvres...
Time is coming...
days go by and by...
Heads on desks
Or up and working...
"Trick or treat!!"
Little kids knock...
A man of sorrows, a poem
A man of sorrows was he, much grief, he bore for...
Girl of our dreams we love you so, a poem.
It was an exciting day little girl, you were on...
There is emerging a pattern,
just before you go to work...
Some pakin people try to pull me down
i smile whenever they did that to irritate me...
In our Halloween party
we petrify all the pirates...
They met all at once
They are telling stories...