a pair of wings flapped in the silent sky. your soul bird sails through the silent sky if you cross the twilight, where do you hide the light? If you cross the dawn, where do you hide the darkness of the

breves poemas de amor/short love poems

A short poem for the current mind

I woke up to meet an empty room, Shaqur was gone, the memory lingering in my head was the feel of his lips on my aching lips... I felt tears build up and I choked back a loud sob. He'd told me his IT would

Suharto who does not know Suharto, his services for Indonesia is very big, the blessings of the people prosperous, the blessing is also the people happy, really people today miss you very much, your figure