My Love, I Fear The Silence Of

Sarcasm Helps Me Overcome The Harshness Of The Reality We Live, Eases The Pain Of Scars And Makes People Smile.

If You Live, Live Free Or Die Like The Trees, Standing Up.

When I Passed The Age Of 50, I Learned How To Control My Emotions.

Exile Is More Than A Geographical Concept. You Can Be An Exile In Your Homeland, In Your Own House, In A Room.

May Poetry And God's Name Have Mercy On Us!