Dead Flowers’
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —- Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover. Please speak no-more, your words had turned worthless and meaningless. Your face… Continue reading
Dead flowers (Some short poetry) —- Please don’t talk no-more Pretty lady crying and she whispered to her banished lover. Please speak no-more, your words had turned worthless and meaningless. Your face… Continue reading
Just might She gave me a kind smile as we danced the Texas two-step. She whispered in my wanting hears. “Dear Johnnie, people are foolish. They long to stay and long to… Continue reading
See you again I have become cold and lonely in life and heart again, life seem to have crumble into a millions pieces and I don’t care to repair. Lonely road and… Continue reading
Landscape Forget me not and please remember me always. I remember you. You were perfect valleys and you were like the free mountains of the California desert. Your body, perfect landscape to discover… Continue reading