In the realm of the obstreperous n… Where susurrus whispers take fligh… A quixotic quest begins, In a world full of whimsical chagr… The luminary moon, a crepuscular l…
In the mystic’s home, a story unfo… Of a man driven by his convictions… A castaway in a world that seems d… He’s a servant to a system that’s… His understanding of life is a com…
Counting Troubles, Calculating Happiness: A Conversation with Fyodor Dostoevsky In the quiet corners of existence, where shadows dance with fleeting thoughts, I found myself conversing ...
In the lunar realm, where the moon… This solitary yet boundless spirit… where echoes of history and tradit… The wolf’s unwavering faith in the… infusing its journey with purpose…
In what matter does life place a s… On a face, that has been deep in t… Watching the clouds spread out, The Sun opening the day with the… The night that is and was set on u…
Solitary day on the misty plains, A wolf gather his thoughts, obtain… Evoking a sense of calm and stilln… The love of the stillness the gras… The wind creating a calm expressio…
My life is my own, embracing solit… Yet yearning for the subtle compan… Not the clamor of bustling crowds,… A dance of elbows and hurried step… I seek no fellowship with those wh…
In the darkness of despair, where… Born of wicked love, a force awake… Like an epidemic, it spreads, Claiming all, in an endless, lovel… With twisted passions, it seizes i…
He walks the lonely path alone A solitary man, content in his own He seeks no companion to ease his… Preferring the solitude in his lif… He finds solace in the quiet of th…
In the grand theater of life, we each play our unique role. A journey of growth, where we all make our own path. Laughter may echo, from corners unseen, and yet be unremarkable. Yet fea...
In the echoes of time’s relentless… What had remained, shall never be… Memories linger, like whispers in… Yet they are tainted, by regret’s… The words that tossed, were very h…
Being a solitary man, though is lo… Finds comfort in the stillness of… And the quiet of his own company. In this darkness, he’s able to be… To think his own thoughts, to forg…
In the ancient lands where myths w… Where mortal spirits ran as one, A dream was born, both brilliant a… To create machines of unheard-of p… In the sands of Egypt, where secr…
Wisdom dwells in the silence of th… Our desire wanders the perimeter o… Truth gathers like flowers in the… Laughter dances gently with the li… In every word, we trust in the na…
My soul longs to be in the places… The fears, in thought, have stoppe… For my focus now is like the eagle… In wherever it wishes, does the ea… In the place of their nests, I pl…
