His Love, Her Play
Her hero never returned
Circle of Life
Old Man's Branch
I am a Prostitute, Sir !
A Mother's Wait
Life's a Rented Home
Circle of Life
A quite straightforward line
That goes around and round
It starts at the beginning
And it will never end.

And that to me must surely be
Life’s secret my friend
For the circle of life
Continues everyday.
© Oshit Kul Ratan,
книга «Uncanny Words of a Broken Heart».
Коментарі