Bitter winds blow; clouds drift towards the horizon
Reeds shuffle; the cold river murmurs on as it flow.
The hillside is empty; guavas are out of season. 44 more words
1 week ago
A young beauty delays me with whispers and play
She pleads with me to keep her company till dawn.
Curtains up roll; scented candle weeps away. 60 more words
1 week, 6 days ago
By a gurgling stream, I’m seated on a prominent rock
All alone in a bamboo bower; I’m miserable.
The sky line is clear, but I’m homesick. 70 more words
2 weeks, 6 days ago
Posing for photo I notice her hair grey
Frail and with wrinkles, I can barely recognize my companion of old.
Beautiful flowers and grand scene makes us delay… 32 more words
1 month ago
The dusk sun roves about as if lost
Silver clouds shift and drift without rest;
Turning to the dimming east, my heart’s still in dismay. 31 more words
1 month, 1 week ago
Thick snow and dense frost impede my homeward sight
In the twilight, as if in sorrow, I see a thousand trees hang down their heads. 99 more words
2 months ago
A young lady impedes me from my homeward way
Over a tiny junction, the night is descending swiftly.
A restless cricket chirp; in the long grass, a pair of mice play… 48 more words
2 months, 3 weeks ago