Dying, she said,"Toss my ashes to the northern lights, to drift among birches and be buried by snow." Ashes remain urn'edgathering dust within dust,but sun bursts crack the porcelainand sets within hearts' twilight

He approached me as young man With his love to me  Usha, why don't you talk to me Me never paid attention thinking he is just casually flirting  One day he was serious approached me saying he doesn't have girl friend  I thought why...

Blue jean babyYou are so littleAnd so preciousAlso you are the light of the worldBlue jean BabyI want to play with you in the park todayBecause you can play there safelyBlue Jean babyThanks god it is spring againBlue jean...

Help help help I need more sleep father I got very little sleep Last night Help help help I will sleep in this morning And I will be up by noon Every night I go to sleep late And I am only getting Only 3 hours of sleep Help...

I inhabit the underside of a voice that no longer announces itself,in a space where time writes in letters of smokeand the walls revive old family shipwrecks. I am the one who searches for your motives among the broken glass,the...