Tag: poet

  • i want to travel tothe unknownwith you. i want to winwith you.i want to crywith you; our soulsentwined withthe glow of a millionstars of the Ancientskies. i want to be buriedbeside you; our soulslounging in the corridorsof those who still…

  • Death hurts. Death makes us alive. Sometimes. Sometimes, living hurt more than death. Suddenly, deep compassions has arrive like a merchant ship from the East The day the oceans evaporated into an unknown skies, we became humans again. We died…

  • I thought I was a failure For a moment I thought Life has not been fair to me Maybe, I was not paying attention to The little things in my life that makes me Feel complete rest with the Earth-Maker.…

  • what good in a fall? someday, you will understand. you will grow up to understand that, sometimes, you need a real fall; crushing your bones on the concrete floor, breaking to pieces, like Humpty Dumpty, on the side- walk of…