Geral

Walking in the once
familiar street this evening
I feel foreign
...

It was a Portrait
Of six feet height,
Full size Lady Grace,
Minus lips on...

To a man, the ‘death’ of a bird,
There’s no meaning in that word,...

THE PUBLIC OPINION.

Once upon a time, there was a town,
...

It was a pompous show,
For everyone should know,
The funeral procession
...

I asked the hot Sun,
"Oh, you mighty one,
Why you rise in the East
...

A Thought
Leads to,
A Desire.

A Desire,
Leads to,
An...

It’s evident, everyday one dies,
The man sees this with his eyes,
Yet, to...