Poems from NurSNGH
"Where do you think I've gone?
To which home I've been, one I long?"
Treasures of Maya abode
Life is but a fun joke
Lightbringer, cast as...
Shamans guide the lost,
Quenching their thirst like Thoth.
Knowledge seekers desire truth
Sans bias and lies obtuse
Give them their words...
The bat and the snake
From whose boots do they quake?
Transformation of a gilded nation.
An eternal hope of salvation.
Mired in grief and...
Small minded state pooling,
Chickens in a cage.
Carved for display.
Squaks yell: "Rage!
Let me range, free."
They may cut wings off
Don't...
Portrayals portend a silent betrayal
Ratings and receptions
Small accolades for novel direction.
A cry of a farmer,
yet another number:...