As more voices intruded
poked then prodded...
Mothers are by and large taken for granted
Tries her best to give all we wanted...
No one can see and understand anything in someone...
Herman Hesse...
So many times
i have wondered...
For once -
I no longer loiter sidewalks...
The Days Of Old
In the days of old...
Winged
days...
Pain has been no stranger
At times my only friend...
Sitting aimlessly near the window panes
Familiar thoughts run across my mind...
Now that the time remaining is insubstantial,
I need to review my history while asking...
When we are a youngster
a piece of lollipop can mend us down...
Wisdom is a special gift. When applied properly...
Intuition can guide where intelligence lacks...