Life long poem

Many times I found myself thinking of your arrival. Will it be soon, will I never give up on it. My dream of you is clinging to bitter ...

What is pain? Is it a feeling of impotence by blackness and sorrow of the unknown. Is it the awkwardness of the emptiness for those who have...

We believe we can deceive anyone with simple words. Our actions may change but feelings are always true. This is a vicious cycle that devour...

Rain, drip, drip, drips to the motherly earth. Is the sky crying or just attending its vast tender child? Nothing more nothing less than d...

Hello to whom ever is reading out there. This is my first time writing a blog so I am exited but quite sleepy at the same time for is 0354 E...