Only a fool who abandons the grace he has received. Only a fool who defy the creator of the universe
We don’t belong to this world. We are only pilgrims here. For such a short while we are here, and we will depart to our eternal home.
A doomsday poem of love
A poem for my queen of the night. A mean yet beautiful queen
I was lost in a forest. A thick, green forest. I tried to find my way home. I shouted, “Help! Somebody help me!” for about an hour but nobody came.