A poem on how our beloved ones leave us.

It is about sorrow and effort to live. we are always alone….. thats the greatest dillema of us.

A story of a woman who was seeking satisfaction through relationships until she met someone at the well.

About past lovers and memories. It is set to the theme of a river that embodies the images of love that never blossomed.

About a girl I know. An allegorical journey through a time of my life when the woman I admired still had eyes for a man from her past. They are back together now, and happy. I’m glad. Today, life is no longer a maze for me, and my path is set. Now I am the one to wait while my love finds her way out of the maze.

P.S. Oghazard was the name of my bong, while I still had it.

A poem that shows recognition and empathy of the old situation.

I saw a lady talking to my mother in the new place where we moved in.