If you start joking too much,
people start to take you less seriously...

This Christmas time, when winter came around,
dear Michael saw some snow in P and Q...

So windy are the days when autumn comes
that even some leaves that once fell with...

I was peeled
into the shape of a human...

My ignorance is like cockroaches
walking through thoughts...

Thinking, thinking...
The clock is ticking...

Lonely lagoon,
In you, I hear a tune of love...

I believe
the Shakespearean language...

And a man once said to a woman:
make me your love...

In an empty desk with a burning mesh,
wax drips like thorns...

I.
"I feel hungry,&quot...

Poetry is like love and life, and time, and death
and what not...