As Time Flies By
As time flies by, All past selfs die; Beliefs and values wither away Then it’s a new individual, Something never seen before. Others adapt to That new self, but it changes. Yet again, transformed into another. It keeps on going,...
The Joy of Nature
The sweet rain embraces the earth Like a child his childhood toy. Twitters of birds and other such pleasures, The chirps of grasshoppers is the ultimate joy. Grass blades are lined with crystal drops Which is a whole world of...
