Once upon a never, i was free.
Once upon a never i was innocent and gay...

One of these days our hearts will soar,
we'll be joyous forevermore...

Oyasha ( You are burning )
You my angel- sleeping sweetly in my arms...

P and Q members, where are you?
Once upon a dream we were lively and bright...

I am plagued by inccessant thoughts
of your leonine eyes...

I have a question which I wish to state,
in this rhyme-free poem with no fancy condiments...

I sing-though I'm bad-
when there's no paper on hand...

Poetry is odd.
Simply because, it reveals an element of a person...

Early morning-up up up
out of bed...

I have a friend, poor dear,
who dons an acheing head i fear...

In God"s theatre-nature-I sit
contemplating the wonder...

One in the same you stand together
hearts as cold as leather...