“The whole of this afternoon, for… To dally among the flowers, And I shall recall some lyrical v… For these hours. Shall I tell about Helen of Troy…

Where flowers bloom all year long, And the wind sounds like a beautif… Where bluebirds sing, And a tingling stream flows, A country of dreams where nobody k…

Days in school were very hard. Ways to make him “right”, they tri… Wrong, is how teacher said he wrot… Long hours they drilled on change. Hide his talent, was all he did;

Spring’s emerald buds upon a youth… Never thought of death, A verdant pointed star so powerful… Love’s rain from reaching ground, The crimson fan mirroring sunlit a…

The trees are silently weeping, Love only knows what secrets they… Tears, pain & fearfulness seem to… Of people who sit under her branch… Listen & hear her rustling, like t…

She has never felt frustration so… Her body reacts so violently to on… Vehemently screaming “why!” while… Bomb. The world seems so overwhelmingly…

Every now and then, When he feels like a writer... When ideas are embedded in his hea… And every which way he turns He bounces gently off the insides…

Now it seems you’re all alone, Your brothers and sisters all have… But alone you’ll never be, With nephews and nieces such as he… All their parents too have gone,

It’s a thing like “Tailhook” It’s a thing called rape It’s a thing called abuse It’s a thing called hate But, it’s the strength of a woman

It isn’t sun, nor sea, nor sky. It’s none of these, she thinks. It’s not wild, impetuous rivers, Where she stands on the brink. It isn’t crowds, nor gaiety,

He never loved himself But he fell in love with a woman. He never loved himself, But he fell in love with his work. He never loved himself,

He wants what you want, their face… He can’t understand you Why put him down He started his life at the tender… You started in your youth

He is as black as The pupil of his eye. He is as white as The bone under his flesh. He is a one-eyed and two-faced