
TOMORROW IS A MYSTERY

Tomorrow is a well designed page I cannot turn, a voice lost in the wind’s sigh, and its promise hidden under the darkness where hope and fear silently collide.…

Tomorrow is a well designed page I cannot turn, a voice lost in the wind’s sigh, and its promise hidden under the darkness where hope and fear silently collide.…

What if you die today my dear friend?, I guess I would ponder on what marks the end, Not just the beautiful messages and pieces you sent, But the smiles…


In this realm of Eve, Eden, and the Serpent. Resided occupants, controllers, and invaders. Apple of the eyes yet its true essence remained unseen. Was it not meant to serve…

Bound by sorrows, Weeping hearts. In chains, they hoped, Liberty promised. Weeks turn to months, Hope fades. Dreams turn cold, Rusted spirits. In exile, they waited and wasted. The darkness…