A child out there stands abducted on the road knows not to whom he belongs.
The Sequel And Theme
it is a sequel natural no difference in factual a flow in the river smooth not in a way uncouth…
The land opposite mine densely planted with oil palm closely populated by a tribe a busy clan never calm…
Heard a sound feeble down the garden in low decibel went past the flower bed nothing could be heard…
Her face has a distinct form not like a pear in the norm an oval shape in perfect form…
Old is Gold
A day or two ago met my friend of long ago old she has turned most of the calories burnt
The Nine Gates (As I see)
It is a touch that resurrects as such a cry so shrill evokes a thrill comes there a feel
Nobility All The More.
It is a surprise pleasant be it twice an unknown face seen in the first phase
A day it was yesterday full of events in a way an interview for visa to travel…
Have to cross the borders to travel in order to see my children who live in different regions.