These conversations that we make, You and I... These conversations that we make, You and I...

My poem which is my favourite...! My poem which is my favourite...!

The intelligence overflowed, And I was about to cry in despair.. The intelligence overflowed, And I was about to cry in despair..

Each time you flee, late H, “I” blocks actuality.... Each time you flee, late H, “I” blocks actuality....

My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms of my UNKNOWN SHADO... My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms...

I walk through the long corridors, On the basement of my mind.. I walk through the long corridors, On the basement of my mind..