Have you ever been so lonelylike the last fallen autumn leaflike the last melting snowflakelike the last drying rainy drop
The world around sometimes looks perfect. People become the change they want to see. They can influence their lives…
The market and streets stand still and ghostly, Each house in all the silence glows, Along the lanes my thoughts come with me, As the…
In October it’s been four years since I started writing. There were fat months and lean months…
Somewhere there is a place of happiness for a writer. And sometimes I think that it is very distant and inaccessible place…