The faces are indifferent,
Their look is dull.
'Cause, they can't say- - -
This Is Wrong.
...
Walking is your own choice.
The road must be one, one voice!
Two legs can't choose two roads
You know, you follow though,
...
Love is a pond,
Where you can
See your face.
It reflects the
...
I took a rose and
Tore its petal.
I couldn't know still
If he loves me at all.
...
As the earth misses the sun
If cloud covers her sun suddenly
My poemhunter pals I miss you all
When I fail to visit P.H for my
...
Poem keeps me awake
and never allows me to
go to deep sleep.
Poem is my conscience
...
I walk with life
But the destination
Is my death.
There's death in life
...
It's right that cloud can't
do any live-show like human heart
Of love or anything near to love.
Abstract needs concrete to
...