Poet of Nature, thou hast wept to know
That things depart which never may return:
Childhood and youth, friendship, and love's first glow,
Have fled like sweet dreams, leaving thee to mourn.
These common woes I feel. One loss is mine
Which thou too feel'st, yet I alone deplore.
Thou wert as a lone star whose light did shine
On some frail bark in winter's midnight roar:
Thou hast like to a rock-built refuge stood
Above the blind and battling multitude:
In honoured poverty thy voice did weave
Songs consecrate to truth and liberty.
Deserting these, thou leavest me to grieve,
Thus having been, that thou shouldst cease to b
"The Falling Leaves Were The Memories That Fades Away...
Its Not Yet To Be Lived Inside My Mind...
I Feel So Lost When There's No One Who Cares About Me...
That Is Why I Made These Memories Lost...
I Wanna Know That I Can Live On......
but I have to look at the future...
to the spring and summer...
to look forward to better days..."
That is I________
Bdae: 16th March
Contact: Contact Me
I Strongly Like_____
the morning sunlight
breezy spring mornings
Drinks: pure cool water
Pastimes: stare into thin air
People: who stares back
I Have Strong Dislike For_________
tropical hot mid-day sun
freezing winters days
I Am Adverse To_____
People: politicians who tell half-truth
Things: slippery objects
Food: hot as in chillies