Like a late blooming bud
Like a fire washed by rain...

Where lies a soldier's home?
The land where freedom grow...

Prophecy
The song of tears washed away...

A love not for anybody in general, but something...

Stories flock in dreams
Flourish in the minds...

Let me fly on wings of time
And forget the dreary past...

Sunny and bright
Not like my heart...

Soft-spoken sunlight
graze the land...

Like a dove flown from it's cage
I write my words to you on page...

These are only my thoughts. You may agree or...

A garden so brilliant against other pallid flowers
Comes in view at this untimed hour...

**Keep reading, it's not an average cutting...
The clock strikes as the midnight moon grieves...