The Apple Tree
Picking apples straight from the tree...
The Long Poem
This poem goes on and on...
Monday comes and the work alarm runs circles in my...
I could swear the weekend stayed around no longer...
Many wake to snow today
On paths that once were dusty grey...
Bringing my library
On every journey was not...
My new classmate told me am daft, stupid, fake and...
My campus crush told me everything I want to give...
i knew this new strain
was real when my guests started...
she had the symptoms:
streaming eyes, itching, sneezing...
Twenty20 was not all gloom,
Neither was it the Year of Doom...
a good rummage through
worn trouser pockets put him...
First, Imagination is required;
Then Sketching is done using pencil, charcoal...
I write to you all with regret
our industry is in great debt...