It is seen by us

May be it is on the skirt of triangular lakeNatural or artificialOr it is in the middle of an esplanadeIt can grow anywhere,In the moon or in your orchardThe place where it will grow is none of your businessJust see its beauty and show thankfulnessFeel its usefulness and express gratitudeBut here it is not my…

Now, he does not suffer the pain like beforeOut of his constant burningNor has he to stop to give to his beloved earthThe continuous flow of required heat and lightIf you wish, all of you may come to my houseI know the path short cut how to riseHave the fun, joy and ecstasyAll the luxuries…

is nothingbut I can give youthe meaning of nothingnessit is like the brightness of a starshining without lightthat’s a great liewhose meaning liesin nothingness

Do not open your heartWhose job is to play a gameDo not give your poemTo people who can not write even a quatrainBut become experts in throwing wordsIn a chat or at a tea stallBut when askedTo say something in black and whiteThen they go completely to be an idiot.

I will never mistreat youNor will you to me.In our placeWhen we will meetI shall give youA big tool to sitEither in fearOr to win over your heart,You will do the sameIn your place.

In style, in speech, in tone and in textureThe way I walk, the level I understandThe color I like, the fashion I chooseMuch later I understood this is wrongAs it brought me nothing but devastationSo, no more I sleep in the same sideWith the same side of the same pillowDreams start to follow in different…