Written by: Sana Anuar On the very top of shelves, Stood daintily a group of friends. Their ringlets framed their visage softly, Their...

Written by: Sana Anuar Sweet dreams are made of tears That roll and fall down from your face To that pillow that you tenderly embrace And...

Written by: Sana Anuar A gentle, round face with an arched nose Slightly blushing with a hint of rose Makes its entrance near the table...