She smelled the daisiesa gust of wind swayed her hairto the rhythm of springIn an open field under the sunshe was anxious to finally see oneThere he a..
I wish I had a mango treein my backyardthe leaves they'd whisperabout a timeless fruitI'd stand besides that mango treewith its fruit falling around m..
Concealed were the days that I felt freeAs the cold around no longer comforts meI seek a way to quench my curiosityA monstrous storm's always stopping..
Somewhere between the North Atlantic and Arctic OceanComes the origin of a gifted poets legacyFrom the roots of sand and lava fieldsGrows herblossomin..
No fort holds resistanceAgainst the rays of autumnShining out in the openVibrant art of a GoddessBreaking mortal heartsEnhancing visual prowessScarlet..