The rain is screaming aloud;
In the rumbling is lonely lost
The crying of the deer, cowed.

I cannot sip the char at window;
Behind the bushes is hobbling
The innocent with a severe blow

By the fangs of the hardy hunter;
Fortunately escaped, but maimed;
The death is only over that wire.

My fingers flutter; the cup shatters;
She's still seeking to stand on her hind legs;
Ah, her breaths are in more fetters.

I sink to the floor at her last falling;
Tragedy is their ever circling clock;
May her fawns, if born, live longer, smiling.

With sheer fear
Of losing you mounting

I've sculpted you in my poetry

The silver hair makes
The mountains old and to trees
The heap of cotton

I'm willing,
Gallant enough
To barrack
you-aren't-noble,
With the courage of a crow,
An ugly creature,
Still living its life at the fullest,
And explain to him
The concept of
Hating-the-poor-is-losing-human-face,
And if he doesn't get satisfaction,
I will be the strictest tutor
Dishing him corporal punishment.

An abusive word
Is the nature of the snow;

It falls heavily,
Covering every good thing
And numbs the mind.

Sufferings are the guests;
Treat them good hospitality;
They leave the house
Giving joys for us..

Like the moon
Under the veil of clouds

My happiness
hides under thy absence

Like the wind
Come and let it shine for my heart

Nothing
Is there
To boost
Your falling
Confidence
If you stop
Supporting
Your
Disturbed mind

Have we ever asked it
What it wants?

It's not blind nor deaf;
I'm dead sure.

But we are
when we use it.

He is a simple man,
With childish goodness.

But we cruelly use it
To **** thousands gruesomely.

It's not blind nor deaf,
But we are when we use it.

Engagement isn't the way to marriage.

Any calculation won't fetch scores.

Tie a rope to the tree;
Next morning Or after years
The latter won't bear any leaf.

We bind things for help for each other
From each side.

Engagement isn't similar.

It's to believe
Love has been sowed
And care needs to be taken of
Till it comes to life....

In the rain,
I like branches, drenched;

In the snow,
I like the fish, fried;

In summer,
I like the stream, splashing.

When you come to hug me
I like your gait;

If you come
I need no special dish of every season.

Spend your money
On making your relationships
Strongest and longest;

This is a unique deed
That shows
You're one of those
Who are curious
To make the earth a beautiful place.

The candle
Doesn't muse of its self;

It only knows
How to serve man.

O girl, come and see
My love is burning for you.