Poems from Chibunma
The emotions of a poet are expressed onto paper.
The paper is filled with words.
Words that become phrases.
Phrases that inspire a person'...
Here, I see my friend deadBlood all around his faceHis eyes openI bend down and close themI started to shake unstoppablyTears were pouring...
You can make your life beneficial for yourself
You have high anticipations that you never thought you can grasp
Time is alternating...
As I am writing at the table near the window
A lot of memories are rushing through my mind
I think of the times when I had the freedom to...
Look up at the sky
There's no light but darkness
The wind is blowing
The houses are moving
Everything is going...