You don’t just Sing to yourself. You let pass through you This need to speak, Which weighs on everything That assails you. Through you We receive the breath Of immensity.

You were amazing, I’d like to think so.While you constantly scorned your finest poemsI’d squander on the disincentive ruins of a thoughtless mindcoaxing my envy to calm.I longed to see what you saw and how you saw it.You became the...

I searched for my true love,  i could find in where? is it in a idol of God, or living human, where i adore him  through my life Do i need to test him when i find him that he will keep his promise or he...

 ... in which Veksel meets an old friend, becomes disillusioned with domestic medicine, and rethinks family values A tense silence reigned in the small but richly furnished apartment. A short time ago, there had been a persistent knock on the...

Your breathSilent sonnets of poetryWhich wreath the airWith something more -IndefinableAs if touching upon foreverYou're art in the stillnessThat pleasures my eyesAnd I'm lostDrowning in the view What is it stays the momentLongerWhenever you're nearImaginings take flightFrom the shadows of...