Trees stood naked front of the morning, the painter
Wind blows, the desert smiles with sand flowers. Seashore tears waves on Eyelids of lover Snowy nest, sparows holded the evening Rain on the trees with the rhythm forget me not..
Monday, October 1, 2012
Haikku poems Windowpane, horizon peeps in to her bedroom
Flower praying mantis A flower with wings of dreams