Your face expresses a simple majesty, Your look is that of a captive princess, Your lips have a slight smile and This shows your glory of being a woman.
Daisy, simple and discreet flower, That earned the heart of this poet.
Loneliness why do you accompany me if I wish to be alone?
I feel like shredded paper thrown to the wind, each poet took a piece of me and wrote a word or phrase...
Little, It is a small measure But can you measure love?
I was overcome by the simplicity of the brook and abandoned my envy and desire for bravery, and simply prayed: “Lord, give me the quietness of the waters of this little brook and like it I will amalgamate myself in thee!
I’m on a long journey around and through myself...
My poetry is the highest valuable thing I have to make you smile...
Poetry is born of a lack of love, born of a crazy and impossible passion...
The important thing in life is to be.
