"Destined lines Like flies Sacrifice their lives Word by word Burn in light" "Destined lines Like flies Sacrifice their lives Word by word Burn in light"

"Rolling around just like a ball I can be fat but rarely tall Going round and round like a busy bee" "Rolling around just like a ball I can be fat but rarely tall Going round and ro...

The fortune is hidden in the lines of their hands The fortune is hidden in the lines of their hands

The lines of our hands journey the distance between birth and death entwined as they are, in love. The lines of our hands journey the distance between birth and death entwined as ...

I am a writer Is a lie I am a writer Is a lie

The poem compares nature with abstract words like hope, peace, and brightness. The poem compares nature with abstract words like hope, peace, and brightness.