PoetryToday I woke up
And things happened!
Soon, I’ll go to sleep, dream
And try to ammend.
Tomorrow I’ll again awake
And more things will happen.
Again I’ll go back to sleep and dream.
So, what does one recommend?…
November 19, 2002 LyresYou feel the tender should, But it does not when it could. You plan its wean route, It moves not in refute.
Peeping through your own eyes, The dream is of wisps of cloud. With wrinkled skins, Feels that things never work out.…
October 6, 2002