Biography
By an early age, I found myself stuck in an unending dark tunnel, but, I saw it myself, the candle-light of poetry glanced in, it made my life whole--i'm in oblivion no more. And that, for my side, I have become a poetic bastard.
Samples
Moonlit rendezvous Skies were crying As we were hugging. As if they know The end of us Is also theirs. Moonlit rendezvous Has lightened The hamartia of ours, That night I knew she left my side.
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