The seeds that grow due to rain. There are some in the soil of my heart Inside my soul there is a light which is burning due to love The...

The time when death comes you must sit near me for some time The fingers which have scooped hot coal are numb with cold. In the end it is...

From this glasshouse let us fly to the beautiful days on this earth New words will get formed. Let us play in the moonlight From this...

Bamboo winds wafting with a humming noise Is there handful of flowers? Flowers are flowing in my heart in memories Doesn’t it possess...