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December months bring rains and st… They are called monsoons. A child trotted along behind her They trudged muddy thoroughfare, Searching a place of communication…
Words radiated with intensity, With great ardor for poetry... Faced with sorrow and agony, He poured his soul incessantly. He spoke about his troubled heart;
Hypnotizing sways of pendulum fade away from my vision. Transcending world of one’s dark epoch, caught in a turbulence… Evil—goodness—
Good Tidings By: Imrogue Bring good tidings this Season th… Chaotic minds, may peace come to y… Hope in hearts embrace it well,
Up on the Aratiles tree, the little girl shouted to thee. “Red berries are now ready, get the basket, come and see!” Under the Aratiles tree,
walls expand between us— cobwebs of misery entrap us—
Find me reasons to be true to my heart You broke it once, twice... keeping my eyes forever blind.
I let you go, flying high, With other birds in the sky. Waving my hand goodbye while I stand here and cry. Today is a sad day
By: Imrogue Flickering lights illuminated my way through the tunnel of sorrow. Coldness in the night
Coloring books were so much fun! As a child, I kept my colors insi… I was good at that! Afraid to go haywire, I also drew my lines
By: Imrogue The night was still... Bewitched by the magical spell of tender moments together...
Treacherous storms, unabated perils, unguarded from thunders, then, lightning struck! From the nest that never swayed
Array of sea glass arts meticulously displayed with pride. Framed art mosaics with hues of red, blue, green, brown... pink and the purple... the rarest…
I remembered the rise and fall of… that gloomy afternoon... I took a closer look at you in the hospital bed where you lay.… Your beautiful face was swollen
A knock at the door... I courteously opened I received... I obliged.. Thoughts flowed with mine...