I like innocent mischief

        it offers so much daily relief

        of numb reason I take leave

        taking things too seriously is endless grief

I am at best

              only an experiment

               life is my laboratory

               I've to labour until the end

One is best tested in being rejected

              than in being admired or accepted

Every day is an abstraction
it springs to life because of my engagement

Black, white, yellow

does it matter?

this motto we should follow-

each is a brother or sister

Good night
we'll meet again
as the first break of light
shines through our window-pane

Autumn, season of deep longing

as summer has its farewell bidden

hearts are tuned to rejoicing and loving

affections should no longer be hidden--



O my beloved, wake from thy slumbering

lest our moments be time-stolen

every falling leaf is a tear of mine in flowing

of undying love in each poem it has spoken.