There were two roadsOne was goodAnd one which leadsTo terrible deeds.A traveller came to beOn the road when he did seeA sign that said:"Two Roads And Where They Lead.”The first is narrowAnd always in sorrow,Rocks on all sidesHiding it...

It was a place I saw countless moons ago.Everything was tiled.And after the dream,I woke up tired. It had pools oh so deep.And I saw the place,dreaming in my sleep.It just looked so familiar. And so,I did research.This place divine wasn't...

The moon glowed.The wind softly flowed.And it's been a long night shift. Night and day drift.And at the end,the moon goes to rest.In its very own little space. It calls it,the moonscape.It never arrives late.And it offers the moon a food...