Mine?

Oh! How exquisite are the flowers! How enthralling their smell! that wafts with the breeze. How poised is the moon! gleaming above, full with beauty, hooking the heart with such an ease. In the moonlight there stood she, a hand outstretched, lazily, towards me, a wounded battle-scarred young man which shook of terrible aches of… Continue reading Mine?

The truth of Life

Beyond this day, if we shall find, a loss of will to yearly stroll, and seek the meek embrace, of beloved sleep and swelling toll.   It means we will soon in time, see life's greatest truth. An old friend will come and greet, in the morning chirps or night owl's hoot.   He, the… Continue reading The truth of Life