Author: Megh

Each snowflake is accompanied by a metaphor  By Sue Zhu    A small white butterfly sleeping on my forehead I

We’ve lots of dream but we con’t wayward Because we don’t learn from legend Only Iconic know how to do

Juan Antonio Lezameta Requelme Perú “Exile” Behind a smile who doesn’t notice how worn that my zuelas are, I go;

Autumn musings   It is again a story, It is yet again a story told twice, not the idiot’s life

Existence   Here I am, there you are, The middle is chasm, where is the bridge? Technocracy is futile, it

1. Midday prayers bells It’s midday prayers bells. In the pink scales of pine slips a tear of resin. A

1/ The Shock to Root Remember the time when the hairs of the legs were stubbly… How is it they are

Me Lone evening ,a cup of coffee In the corner of balcony I’m with me ! This is the time

In Between Us… Mine I is full of mistakes Yours you are fully right, Yet hope to be everything alright