The world has stop For every bullet drop. Endless cry of a broken spirit echoes, Until it scream no more. Desperate tears dried out and It flows no more. Anger reverberate, in a series of echoes in the wilderness and Stopping no more. Guns and…

Write a poem. The contents of the poem is completely up to you, but the title must be ‘Before Darkness’

Childhood visits to our neighborhood library mandated pilfering of free bookmarks one for each book seemed logical never remembering that I returned only the books varietal bookmarks littered my bookshelves, then desk drawers a dedicated few made it into, stayed within the confines of a…

I am the soul of war a dance of angels cast down for the purchased promises of tomorrow I am the blood of the innocents and the vanquished and the victorious sanguine sacrifices for change I am the spirit of your disease a trinket in…

Wake up   Office to home, home to office, that all we are left for.. We sleep, not to dream, but to wake up next morning. We eat, not to feel the real taste, but to fill our empty stomach. We do makeup, although never…

You, you, you You tell me to smile And my breath forgets to exhale and my heart skips a beat or 12 And I forgot every single reason that I have ever frowned in my entire life And I could get used to this You…

“I Believe: Write your personal credo of things you believe in.”   Believing. Belief is..a strange thing. It can only exist From within, and only Thrive on what cannot be seen or touched or felt.. Except in the most Unconventional of ways.   Curious. Very…

Abandon this heart Before it changes you Before it devours you A love between what is real and what is magic  Forgive me for I have not the fight to leave  This fantasy draws me in  A constant beat A spiral we will dance  Until…

Why I started writing.. Collecting hundred of thoughts collecting memories.. but where are they? After years, when we grow old, wrinkled, skinny, blind.. we forget evething.. only blur images left in mind. I started to write.. to save all the moments of life every piece…

Alert! It’s time to begin. Again Birds rejoicing for clear or cloudy skies. Either way they fly. Cricket percussion keeping the rhythm of a tropical sounding serenade. Dogs even chime in to great a great new day. Mother is the conductor. Good Morning. The new…