Category Poem

The Real Loner, A Poem – Area Risa

  The crowded place Feels like the comforts for the society Talk to each other Just for the same thought Doesn’t want to know about the small light in the corner Says about make fun But forgot the function of…

My Dearest, A Poem – Area Risa

  I have not seen you From the last our sight I have not held you From the last our touch My dearest, my day feels dry Muse in every second Why my dearest disappeared No one would be in…