He gave me roses Again He knows I hate flowers Especially roses How cliché can you get? And it wasn’t even a simple red rosebud It was two dozen premium Peruvian Gold Circle Rose Winner roses With blooms so big I could cover my face…

I have no hi-fi desire, To overcome the mountains. I have no hi-fi desire, To bring draught to the water filled oceans. I have no hi-fi desire, To tread beyond the dark clustered clouds. I have no hi-fi desire, To get the beautiful heavenly sky…

Romance has a history Shrouded in mystery.   Romance will be dead Unless it is fed.   Give romance a chance And meet her at the dance.   Take your chance With romance and glance.   Every new romance Happens by chance.   If you…

the mystery of frogs elbows, have you read the essay about frogs elbows, pointy, edgy and shouldnt be touched but they are really handy for frogs to put their raincoats on in the evening thunder storm and summer wind.

Choices are a part Of voices from the heart. Without inner voice You have no choice. It is all a matter of choice How we use our voice. Back your choice With a strong voice. I made my choice Paying heed to God’s voice. People…

The lightness of being is pulling in its wake, i can not resist just let myself glide and soon i feel my feet leaving the ground i walk on thin air and soon it turns thicker The lightness of being is pulling me in its…

Pancakes are round. they smell of childhood forgotten memories they bring with them a huge nostalgia of children who have left the hearth, they are warm, yellow and crispy the way i like them but they make me feel lonely, isolate, as an adult, they…

From Another Earth A handful of eternity thrown into the eyes Sublimely closed for the journey Back to earth one, Fighting the sinusoidal waves Of matters criss-crossing many earths.   Hour 19 @varenyas

Astrology is a science also so interweaved how the moon rotates or the earth but if they just stop rotating all the same will the planet effect be same as the moon has on me now making me so restless and wary of my future…

The son has gone, the weeds grow The daughter looks up, discovers the weeds have become tall as trees growing in a disarray, through cracks, along the foundations, and reaching over the property line She smiles at the sunlight passing through the leaves – impish…