Poems

A sensitive human being needs love Sensitive man is agonizing in the absence of love Painful and suffering without her. Love for the sensitive Is more than oxygen to the…

Relationships are like clay Relationships are a clay pot. Handfuls of soil, accumulating rainwater and growing lilac and hyacinth bulbs. Sun from above, water inside and growth in the middle.…

The adults are the lost children of life; helpless and confused, Strays are in the labyrinth of life. Without a father, without a mother, No worries, no patronage. Abandoned children…

There are those who ignore and repress death, Those who use it as a crane for appreciating life, (‘Live every day as it is the last’). But death is the…

Love always does it to me.And i know, it does itto everyone, it is so catching.Why is it so irrisrable?So basic?That no one can be without?Everyone is always thirsty for…