Our regrets want to bring back many things we leave behind.

Strong anger can only make you weaker than you already are.

Eagle's flight of loneliness soars so high Around its sigh, no more alone the sky Other birds remain away, clouds pass byBetween shrouds of life and haze sun rays die.

I want you to be my black vulture:forever monogamous!

Mind hates to seep in delusion soaking faintly discolored obsession.

The amazing feeling of being alive beautifully conquers the fear of death.