Love! Hate! Is There No

A Love That Dies Has Never Lived.

Art Is Eternally Young, But The Poet Ages. If Only He Remained As Young As Art! If Only It Aged With Him!

To Declaim Freedom Verses Seems Like A Poem Within A Poem; Freedom Requires Guns, It Requires Arms, But No Feet.

Jealousy Is A Grievous Passion That Jealously Seeks What Causes Grief.

Grief, First Take On Shape! What Is Shapeless Causes Fear And Torment But When The Enemy Materializes, Half The Victory Is Won.