In every language
I understand cold
Fire, too
The meaning is not
In the sounds
So much as the actions
In every language
I understand cold
Fire, too
The meaning is not
In the sounds
So much as the actions
I'm a shattered mirror. Poetry holds my broken pieces together.
Poetry to Honour the Gods
Dream it till it comes true
Poetry & Literature
And so it goes...
Unlike an Eagle, let me Flap my wings.
Finding Inspiration in the Gifts of Life
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Inside the mind of an immigrant
Love is limitless. Dream, thrive and be alive.