June, the sixth month of the year A month of steady reminiscence Of the already going new year Unmasking a surge of renewed hope But alas you look blue Wearing...
Suddenly we lost our sights Our light now our night All day long darkness is what we can see Our children are no longer imageries in our retina To exile...
She's almost everywhere, dominating in quantity velvet-textured in every ware. she's the heart of gravity. Docile, she's ever been. Never hostile, she entertains the feet of every being. She sustains...