Sometimes My heart becomes a clairvoyant, Hints to my charged nerves Of your arrival. Sometimes My heart becomes a clairvoyant, Hints to my charged nerves ...

The droplets of rain, tried to soothe her nerve The droplets of rain, tried to soothe her nerve

The Night With Dawn of Me The Night With Dawn of Me

Keep body physically fit to work in days to earn your bread Body and mind are kept in good shape ... Keep body physically fit to work in days to earn your bread Body and mind are...

The poem describes the agony of how a mother died delivering a baby girl. The poem describes the agony of how a mother died delivering a baby girl.

You are not who you think you are. You are not who you think you are.