Compare rivers and oceans
With time and eternity;
One flows into the other,
Forever one to be.

While passing through the aisles of time,
One might hear the cries of death. …

Love sonnet – with lots going on.

I hear the same old sound
of people groaning;
Same old sounds of cruel
death and mourning—-

An extract from Danielle Steel’s Echoes, "It was an endless chain of echoes and bonds that went on and on.And in the end, in spite of distance, time and unspeakable differences, it was an unbreakable bond."

A free verse(verse-royal)

The emptyness of a full room.

Sounds of rustling leaves, lovingly hugging the trees, are Nature’s gentle whispers, whispering in the breeze.

Relief can be so pleasurable.

Of the tides in the oceans.