The Game brings out the worst in us. Follow Isam and be closer to purity.

Light kissed the buds of mallow And welcomed an autumn bloom; The cups that’d lain[…]

Flowers in the desert Vibrantly grow forth In yellows and purples Despite the salty Earth[…]

It was hefted upon a breeze – As in a warm, flowing current Through a[…]

Coming from within a rising hedge Of voluptuous white oleander – I sensed a turmoil;[…]

In the vast expanse, A shadowy light flickers unseen, Like a sunbeam lost where the[…]

Poem on the provision on God and his creation

Golden leaves descend with grace, Dancing softly, nature’s lace. A breeze whispers through the trees,[…]

У каждого из нас своё бытие, свои понятия;Своя вселенная, воображение, восприятия.В лугах, морях и в[…]

Похоже, с осенью я маль погорячился:Вдруг дух её нас навестил и тут же удалился.А был[…]