Sympathy Pain is a story of Its own private hell The Devil’s own drama Has too much to tell
The Melting Pot Generations upon generations of th… Thrown together, each one as tradi… Through the years, from standing o… Rising from birth, see how they’ve…
When power begins its Annual weakening And shadows grow longer, The rays begin to sag. The sun grows weary
Artisans with an eye for the embellishment of the clouds under the auspices of the patrons of the arts and crafts… mount their eager steeds,
I feel absolutely wonderful, and what a marvelous day this is! I feel like dancing my way across the skies. I am so lucky that God cares for me so much. He heals my wounds when I am ...
Outside Mainstream Outside mainstream is a lonely pla… As it looks in at beauty on displa… At all those contented people that Snuggle up together in a cozy room
Sun giant of the highest worth In its proper place since birth, Above the clouds against the blue, Looking down the whole day through… Only the eyes I can see,
Your grand appearance around East… is a joyful event of Mother Natur… You peak your head up through the… dressed in green in happiness and… Then you change your wardrobe into…
Skyborne magic approaching from the corners of the east, embers drifting in space in the wake of the journey of the… the daughter of the blazing sky,
Deep down where in our sanctuary l… Houses of comfort and houses of lo… Where comfort is four walls of sai… And longings are windows to look o… Feeling pleasure in the viewing,
Adrenaline Beasts of mortal glamo… navigating the inferno rivers of S… who live in our dark side, rising up through our veins in the throes of another’s pain,
Summa Cum Laude you received youn… On the road to widom’s academic pl… You started on the very bottom run… On a climb from where you have beg… You set your sights on the highest…
Anxiety is that menacing cloud that looms over our heads. It seeps into our mind and spirit with its intimidating forces and renders us with apprehension. It is merely an obstacle in th...
Her nerves are like a powder keg about to explode. Even though that horrible incident occurred years ago, she is still trying to run away from it, but she can’t. It haunts her day and...
Trumpeter Castles and courtyards, manicured… Trumpeting in the arrival of kingl… A hymn to the light of morning’s d… Of waking forests and morning glor…
