POETICAL EYELIDSI havetwo,hundreds of you;blend of usunified in metaphoraprons of tentativeriddling mayhemof ruthless liesconed in oxymoron.Bad as I,three,hundred billionbranded monsteroussimiles chantingalike and alikeof indifference...
In this green wild forest,is an unheard mystery.As a hunter,my ancestors spirits? lead.In the eastern forest path are crossroads,where an antelope stands looking.Ears are...
Education has evolved through diverse philosophical eyes as centuriesand decades are born ?and gradually die out. In my own percipience,education can be defined as,...