The beauty of moon lit night and the trust one has on another makes this life worth living. The beauty of moon lit night and the trust one has on another makes this life wo...

Love exists in all kind of relationships Life can be at the best or futile, it all depends on ... Love exists in all kind of relationships Life can be at the best or futile,...

The poem describes the death of the day. The poem describes the death of the day.

You, my love, are a ray of bliss and hope. So, rain on me….drench me down You, my love, are a ray of bliss and hope. So, rain on me….drench me down

Again I stepped to the woods to clinch the new leaves. Again I stepped to the woods to clinch the new leaves.

To this day I still see A ray of hope Impounded Yet not lost To this day I still see A ray of hope Impounded Yet not lost