My Poem ‘Cool’
Cool are the raindrops that fall upon my skin, dark are the clouds in the sky above me; welcome is the touch of purity on my lips, cleansing are the tears of the sky that I can feel, but which I can...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘The World’
The Earth cannot stop turning, the world will never end, the life-spark of the Sun will never stop burning, the revolution and the evolution of everything shows and hides the truth about what makes the...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘Play Time’
A little boy jumping in puddles, a little girl kicking and tossing a collection of leaves on the ground- the joy in their faces, the pure excitement in their bodies, is exhilarating to see and to...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘Quintessence’
As pure as water from a stream, as clear as a colour that stands out in a dream, as resonant as a pin drop in a silent room, as limitless as the stars that shine, and sound like a vast orchestra...
View ArticleMy Poem ‘Water Colours’
The rain-soaked pavement shines and reflects like a mirror; the infinite water-drops fall slowly without a sound; the sky looks as if it is one giant grey cloud; the wind blowing makes the trees...
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