• Footsteps

    Tell me the story, ah! playful notes of nail
    Behind little finger are very close to lay.
    I prayed to him and realise the recreation, saw
    `God send us Dustbin Which we called Earth`... more »

  • Life Without Stresss

    When the sun shine the drops of humanity
    treated us become a claver fox.
    In rain water, mindless mind fall in
    hermonious blood and crazy cry.... more »

  • Offer For Holynest

    Nood steps on foot likeing shine to walk
    i saw, igot the teste of lips which treated me to kiss,
    again and again but not understand the key of tuch,
    mistarious balkoney of u`r eye`s.... more »