How can the flower blossom when the Garden ebbs in cancer? Who will notice our tears in dark rains to restore? ...and whose hands will saviour who dines unsublime? Today...
Your night came as whirlwind sweeping the tides to thorns and misery. For love, you became unioned in a scandal whose hero jailed truth for white lies. Kirikiri unfleshed...
As parts of my body wither, My bones are eager to desiccate. My eyes rove hither and thither, As though I felt the urge to defecate. I heard death grants...
... with eyes still offloading yesterday's affliction he sprouts before the cock yawns, robes out flawlessly in multiple sighs, wings swiftly like the eagle though in legs in this unripe...
Ours is a Landfull of Chameleons, Tigers and Hawks; a wild community of Vipers, and dicers who build us castles of snakes, with cancerous legacies, a trail to blaze by our...
War. Who again is climbing the walls of war after the death of soldiers? Who will show us how swords and guns turned the dusk to nightly behavior and erased...
In scramble of parties for the public purse, money becomes election_ and duties are forsaken. Yes! Our husband abdicates his onus, now they say he's an imbecile, some say he...