Poems from cradleofroses
People treasureEvery second,Every moment—In perfect ways.Pleasure entrapped in hymns,Distant souls watchful through a thin glass frame;...
From the corner of my eye she peeks into the world,
Timid and soft-spoken—
I can hear her
But others say they can't hear this girl.
She...
There is a beautiful woman
down the street.
She owns the cafe,
known for her delightful treats.
No one knew more-
But she led a secret life...