The music of longing
It is the call of a passing lark...

The neighbor tree
An olive tree once gazed upon...

It's not about you and me,
It's not the seed, nor the tree...

Disclaimer : please know that I intent no offence...
The raped mother...

The Scent Of Intimacy
With petals fragile and fragrant, with thorns...

The shades of Beauty
At noon I took...

The song of time
Take the most of me...

The thread
A poem a day, a painting in three...

The treasure within
When the true value of self...

The true self
Once the moon had sung a song...

The two faces
Moderation is...

The value of now
The wind is always blowing...