[tabby title="Poem"]Morning is awakening in the sky, Above the sea,the sea-gulls are ready to fly, Across the stream, the crafts are nipping the water, Some boats are coming near and some are sailing away further, It is a breaking dawn,...

[tabby title="Poem"] When the falling leaves rustled, I knew she was gone For that was the time, when we had met last Those were the splendid days when we strolled the paths Together sharing the thoughts that were to blossom...

[tabby title="Poem"] The chirps of birds have reduced to teases For all the joys around no longer appeases But then again I hear a voice So sweet and supple it makes me wonder if I have a choice. To rise...