A poem without a title :)
A child of a broken home
The whole of autumn, I looked for her
Spent 21 springs living for her
She never came; but she will someday
A pirate ship
An empty tunnel
A pebble walk
A lotus pond
And a sunflower
Looking through the dragon fly’s wings
With the mystical moonlight it clings
It was one of the strange things
I bowed my head and the church bell rings
A hungry bird
A stained wall
The distant cloud
A flower pot
My college road
And pink polka dots
Love gives no guarantees
One of the poisonous animosities
I was able to pray again
Numbness aint a prolonging disease
A scarecrow
An umbrella
The railway track
A shooting star
A wooden cart
And algebra
It would last
After all, a loss is a loss
New wonders and endless possibilities,
Set yourself free, your life is just beginning
