smile never give laughter
as the sunshine gives not
a strom of distress, for
today is not the past to
...
While you walk,
I kept my eyes hold my breathe,
and my heart beats
stop for a moment for anything
...
beam of light passes thru the night of frozen dust in the
mid-air, waiting to blow like a pyramid that ready to show;
a turning fashion in every road to go
...
promise me that the long way is done
and the pasture land lives lively as the splendor
plains of joy, with flourishing spirit to hold
back on the journey as we go, the heart rejoice
...
scan the pages of life and you will find
the glorious days where a breathless
moment of the past lingers in our memories of life
episode
...
thou I am not an angel yet!
I can fly, my
great wish, my wings are small
and my feather is still sprouting yell
...
Cascading Sonnet
touching the orient blues skies
swing like echoes, dancing with the wind
...
Where on the road
we leave in the same journey,
...
springs denuded
everywhere
casting what the hell of fire immune; such
pendulum of hope catches nobody
...
have my heart
cried for joy and my tussle
of strength rushes to
the ground to vow my knee of
...