This poem narrates the feelings of a female warrior who is soon going to step into a male-dominated battlefront
‘My papa’ My dear papa, I love you papa The moon ask the stars The stars ask the nature Nature asks the plants Plants ask a...
They call it an open space, The one bound by numerous race To care for but not so Because there is nothing except to go. Destiny...
Trees, Trees, Trees They’re there every day And under them, you can play Their leaves can be green And trees are never mean Please let them...