What a loveliest summer day is has… I rowed our boat through the shado… And she laughingly asked me haven’… That black swan – 'never was a go… Said I, rounding a log, but her q…

A pair of centaurs from a far away… Entered my room through the door “We’re not mythological, not what… Said one of them, seconds before I ventured to talk to them why do…

Hey little frost, I bet you see Or anyhow, you guess Me standing by the lilac tree Enchanted by its dress Is this white realm for long, don’…

Where you from, this often was A tough question to reply I sometimes fell into pause Not that I was feeling shy But I really didn’t know

Snow’s a beautiful artist, his art… He pities the overworked lands His work is to fall, he distorts t… Decorates all that moves and stand… Snow maintains whiteness, he loves…

So what’s mine in my country, seri… Apart hole in the wall called the… All my other belongings mysterious… Are reduced to my choices and that Hardly needs any bigger reference

Ain’t it funny, ain’t it sad In this sunny winter day Long awaken, still in bed Leisurely I lay Within minutes I shall rise

It’s a play within a play Where I share unwritten role With the extras of each day In some decorated mall There’s no cause to show concern

Start from the middle, if you have… A rare thing is as much boring, as… Now it’s no reason to insist, sugg… Express in short your point on wha… Preambles wouldn’t work, and pleas…