The city awakens with a light that shouldn't exist.It's not dawn, it's not a reflection,it's a green-orange radiance that trickles down the facadesas if someone had opened a fissure in the sky. Paul walks down the streetwith the feeling that...

My husband was teasing me with my maiden nameMekala......o mekala.....I said you want me to write poem Jacobu, i will writesong for you Jacobu, the name he is called by his grandmother Elizabeth "JaKabu"What do you want me to write...

I see he is fine so that i can breathe in I see he is not under tension so that i pray for him I see he is not worried for any reason so i am with him to solve his problem he is like...

When bee holds flower with his legstries to open his tiny mouthto suck that sweet honeyhe stores into his mouth the honeyputs in shell of honey  I imagined the origin of life when a man touches a womanthey say srushti rahasyamgiving birth to baby...