Haiku treasuring fading sun.
Purples pinks plunder
Sky is robbed of waning day
Night thieves last calm sighs
Haiku treasuring fading sun.
Purples pinks plunder
Sky is robbed of waning day
Night thieves last calm sighs
Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.