• At The Void

    Once again staring the empty space
    Ponder upon the barren noise
    Glancing on each word that pass by
    And with a touch gone like a butterfly... more »

  • My Mockingbird

    You’re just a little mockingbird when you hop into my room,
    That was few years ago on one sunny day of June,
    Amazed and with a sigh I pick you up,
    In the warmth of my hand you curled like a pup.... more »