I need words more than I need a loverwhat if my joy putsmy words to suffer?
Chess is the
Three Years Later
Lost self amidst thoughts musedIt’s dangerous to go confusedBut amusing is…
Few unanswered questions
If eyes can express our feelings,
how do you see me?a book with many pagesor a blank page,always ready to scribble…
pass it onas time toowill passso shall wepass onthrough itUntil time, tooshallend.