• The Mother

    The mother who cares about relentlessly.
    A candle whose light shows the way to live.
    A roof that fade to cover it's load reckfully.
    A tree that raises it's hand for it's leaves.... more »

  • The Terrible Fate

    I was ingress to the path of devils
    With desert repleted by evils My nub cluttered up with fears
    I run helter skelter in tears... more »