I find poetry. For the love that leaves a scar where the echo of goodbye resonates endlessly. But from tears, a heartbeat is ...

The amount of poetry ... to my fresh pipe,And all the daughters of the year shall dance!Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers. “The narrow bud opens her beauties toThe sun, and love ...

We shared a deep love and happiness during our ... which was taped to that ­particular page. The poem my ­fingers had landed on was called “Goodbye,” and it was about someone saying farewell ...

We shared a deep love and happiness during our ... which was taped to that ­particular page. The poem my ­fingers had landed on was called "Goodbye," and it was about someone saying farewell ...