"We arrive into the world as innocents. Wide-eyed, vulnerable. It is our elders job to protect us. And even in the most basic task they fail miserably. But as one's death is near everyone has to pay for their own karma, karma of whole life."
"We arrive into the world as innocents. Wide-eyed, vulnerable. It is our elders job to protect us. And even in the most basic task they fail miserably. But as one's death is near everyone has to pay for their own karma, karma of whole life."
Poems that twine thread around the broken bits of a soul, that fling umbrella lips into beaming buckets and kind of just make you want to say, "life is beautiful, isn't it?" - a totally unbiased revi...