In Search for the meaning of existence
I know not what I seek nor why I seek but that I’m cursed to seek, It’s like a thirst that is unquen... I know not what I seek nor why I seek but that I’m cursed to seek, It’s like a t...
"I wish I knew what’s going on inside I’m no stranger, thought I owned the place" "I wish I knew what’s going on inside I’m no stranger, thought I owned the place...
The journey to find him The journey to find him
A poem inspired by a random lady who sits at the Guindy Suburban railway station... A poem inspired by a random lady who sits at the Guindy Suburban railway station...
O my beloved, run wild and free, Like the forest fire and the silver spree... O my beloved, run wild and free, Like the forest fire and the silver spree...