When will I ever
stop wondering how I never...

By principles,
We limit freedom...

Mama always say smile to visitors
I'm quite accustomed to that...

Somewhere in the moon
Little winged fairies...

A war
Forms in the space...

I suddenly remembered you, Gary
And it put a smile on my face...

Nocturnal eyes lurking behind the tree
A curious gaze awaiting in silence...

Free the raw fish in the pan with boiling oil
Rest for a while; don’t take it as a toil...

I had a dream, on a lovely summer night
A prince there stood; beckoned me for a flight...

Wake up without purpose
Back to bed to slumber...

Skype is where true love is
My heart in quite a toil...

I know your own doubts have misled you
To think that you are a nobody...