I trusted you,
Thinking you were innocent...

Dear Shona,
You tell me...

So many times
She remained hungry In order to feed me...

You cannot forget your first nest,
No matter how high you fly...

You,
The girl...

My heart is so perplexed
Between the three girls I love...

So many people can write
We can call so many persons a poet...

Look,
How in search of a lost key...

My readers are misjudging you.
Without knowing who you are...

Dear the luckiest guy in the world
I don't know what to call you now...

Oh god,
What is happening to me...

It is morning,
Still...