No more light I thought we were right Inspiration in my hand Trying hard to understand Thought that he would be the man Now I’m simply faded. Wondering if I really could Will things be better if I should? Never for a minute thought I…

falls let this be the last time we hold each other again and tell each other that we love each other and when, we see the sun falling in the sky we catch its rays passing us by and we hope, this won’t be the…

In the midst of my years – standing on a spinning wheel. With panoramas in glass circling slow. Some for clearly viewing the vignettes of my life. Some, only reflect what my mind wants to see. And, some are one-sided, looking at me. So many…

Before Darkness The sun is in the sky Cumulous clouds cry Rain while the wind Whispers your name.   Before Darkness A rainbow arches Across the blue With birds and Freedom that remind Me of you.   Before Darkness I knew nothing And I remember…

Polarity   Adam and Eve shoulda known that apples are sweet but can also be tart. That bees give us honey but sometimes will sting.   The bee inside me has drunkenly sought a sweetness that often turns into leftovers left out too long.  …

Like a white dot In a black canvas Like a drop of water In a sandy desert Like a rainy cloud In a sunny day Like a wisp of air In an enclosed space I found something rare Something that exist in hope A real…

you came to me unarmed at nightfall you came to me unloved at nightfall you came to me hesitant at nightfall you came to me horn at nightfall   why didn’t I ever get you – before darkness?

internal battles like scars no one can see and worse no one can hear me screaming at me for mercy for freedom for grace for second chances at a twist of fate I am stuck in the channel of seas and oceans hoping for new…

The maudlin in me is brought up, dredged from the many consumptions that plague us, honey-sweet or bitter, burning slow down sliding through my throat like a blessed ague. I’m sick, baby, didn’t you know, I’m tormented by demons you’ve never met. Give me that…

Rising to the fourteenth floor of the posh hotel in the center of the cold city, the beep of each passing level took me back to the screams of life giving machines that doled out survival with sighs and repeated tones, monotonous and vital. Here…