O Heart, My Morning – A Poem
My morning shines brightly O heart you just smile but it is precious I am watching you move the hands […]
My morning shines brightly O heart you just smile but it is precious I am watching you move the hands […]
We reached home, then go to bedroom, not sleepy yet, but want something to warm up. We are not romantic
At night, I walk slowly with heavy things inside of mind. Me and him, together, holding each other even though
I walk into the room There are two windows Lights up, full of pictures Picture of memories Looks ‘loving each
It has been few days I have not wrote anything in my blog. No poems, no essays, no words that
You far from my sight As if we are not holding tight Holding in our night In our emptiness I