Lying on my bed, thinking of you. Visions in my head, why am I so blue?
As I lay staring at the...
A famous and popular Chinese poem, as shown in the image, written by poetess Xi Murong ( 席慕蓉 ), Taiwan,...
If I could steal the ears of a thousand listeners pour my words in their brains like poison ...
You plucked the blue rose and placed it on the end of my lonely bed The last petal to fall said you...
She got Confirmed Today
Her lack of morals Were never Questioned...
I think I was 21 When the light bulb turned on In my head...
HOLINESS Devoting prayers on the side lines of a temple While chanting the mantras in words...
A poetess with a pen in her hand weaving wordplay within her wonderland, she is holding her wand of...
The Storm Thy delicate digits, exuberant petals attached to the blossom that is thee, ...
Snow-kissed perfect petals of a ripe, red rose, amidst mid December’s cold chilly blows..as the poetess...
Cigarettes and Coffee a poet's true muse Far more inspiring than any guru darkness or...
Upon dancing stars I sit, but yet wander, The mind escapes from heavy sight, Breeze, a...
Nationality is body; Internationality is spirit. With body and spirit we must move on;...
Do I really want understanding Do I really want peace Do I really want landing on my...
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Yes! Yes! Yes ! Yeah!!! Oh! Baby! My blood goes down to my knees, in this summer breeze! One more love...
