A tolerant revolution began
The exact diameter of doubt
A product of the monster perhaps
Some confusion of steam
(Though young in me it was no child
Really just the oldest of old feelings)
The dismissal of which was temporary
A tolerant revolution began
The exact diameter of doubt
A product of the monster perhaps
Some confusion of steam
(Though young in me it was no child
Really just the oldest of old feelings)
The dismissal of which was temporary
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.
