Tired legs. Strengthless hands. Take me home To my bed. Long to sleep.…
by Dev
In the silence, in the quiet Green waves gently lap the shore. Dark rocks…
The barren rain makes me wet It grows no crop. The concrete street – hard…
Pitless Darkness Endless thought. I see a light! I see it not. The more I…
Good and evil, day and night. Love and hatred, black and white. Under all…
Cloudy sky - a dirty grey. Oppressive heat. Almost dark: the end of day.…
On our way, in the car He cried, "Want to play with snow." So we bought a…
There were three buildings. The old red brick building with the wooden…
It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you…
There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at…
