My heart asked me, Where does this grief come from? My heart asked me, Where does this grief come from?

My poem is for the poets who experiences the some of the feelings which I have felt while writing th... My poem is for the poets who experiences the some of the feelings which I have f...

Nature is everywhere Nature is everywhere you go Nature is everywhere Nature is everywhere you go

Where will the dead go? Where will the dead go?

How Does It Feel? When Violent Corrupt Polluted World Sounds Like An Enemy. How Does It Feel? When Violent Corrupt Polluted World Sounds Like An Enemy.

It is bound to happen So it shall any time from now on It is bound to happen So it shall any time from now on