Melody of a Lost Era
Always there Beside me, to the abyss of being You A sorrowful song A forgotten melody Yet so familiar… Always there. You holding my hand… Read more
Petals of Sorrow
In English, we say, “she’s crying,” but in poetry, we say: her tears are slowly falling as cherry blossom petals drift on the spring breeze.
Fading Memories
“You hold a special place in my heart,” he said. And then, he left, leaving her heart forever bared.
Silent Love Notes
As evening falls, the fireflies alight, like tiny sparks of hope carrying our secrets in the night As evening falls, the fireflies alight, I asked… Read more