She is the life,
He is the death.
She was mistreated,
He held no breath.
She hoped to end,
He fought to stay.
She kissed him once—
He rose,
She slipped away.

The rain was calling me
to join it.

Just like the wind that
caresses the rain, swiftly;
I joined the soaked land.

It was just me and the rain.
And suddenly, it was me,
the kind stranger with umbrella and the rain.

In the gloomy dark
I chased the light everywhere
The dark drenches me

Starry veil flickers;
Drapes in the velvet embrace,
The queen of the night.

The little tree
with the soft breeze, it danced free
Amused; at the tales
the breeze brought, it felt
The little tree had a dream
the desires of happy brim
To be like the red tree
from faraway place and have its roots free.