'ARTARA'

[30 Second Read]

What good is art if no one can see her?
What good is sound if no one can hear her?
What good are words if no one can use them?
How great is life if no one can live her?

The heart of Midas

[1 min read]

As a child I heard that the hand of Midas turned everything to gold,
And that the heart of Midas was far far from gold.

Ice block sold here

‘Ice block sold here’,

Marks the gate,

Red and black with spikes on the fence,

Scared men away,

Good thing I’m not a man then.

The Perfect Friend

[1 min read]

Boys and girls in the streets,
Laughing, joking, singing and dancing,
Making memories in the sun,
The summer sun in mid August.


Friends they think they really are,
Friends they think they have,
Friends they hope will never leave,
Friends who will still move from west to east.