I need to always remember and to never forget. The morning should bring a refreshing of love for you. Invisible relationship Forgotten not true Yet faithful friend I really was listening I don’t want it to end Where we were in the morning we will…

Lost in the mist Burried within the fog Drowning in a pool of our emotions So you can’t find me And I can’t even be mad at you because how can you find what you can’t see Atleast that’s what you told  me Contradiction Love…

my birthday stands before me her finger crooked, beckoning me but to where? feet planted, but still I race forward   vision impaired, or perhaps never clearer, I see years gone by, a blur of light and dark, mostly dark some stop to remind me…

I Watch Her Grow – Part 1 My child, it seems your journey’s now begun; I pray your choices are better than mine. You’re not alone, I’ll help you walk that line, For in my dreary world you are the sun. Sometimes in life you’ll…

Coveted silence, coveted night, revelations flood like streams of light.  When purpose ceases, when vision fails, when love is gone,  I can hear every banshee’s wail.  I see the wooden plots cresting on the water’s gentle waves.  Archers with their flaming bows, aiming towards the floating…

I’ve been like an obedient dog Waiting for attention Begging for affection throw me a little treat And I’ll rub your feet Come and go as you wish and when you come back You will find your favorite dish Loving you Endlessly Obediently There’s something…

And we begin in a whole new way Nothing will be gained from squeezing tired fruit Allow the leaves to fall, the bark to flake and the roots to quietly continue to grow into earth Everything is different every moment That is the beauty of…

Outside my ancestral home, I revisit those memories of childhood, Clink of my anklets in the yard, Pumping out water from the well, Our endless giggles as we play, Chasing the colourful kites across the fence, What I see now is an illusion Everything wrapped…

A Shrouded Path In solitude, I roamed a shrouded path as misty fog devoured every sound, a victim of my fears and heaven’s wrath. Deep in my heart dwelt pain, carefully bound, which drove my feet further into the gray as if enlightenment could there…

The Pages are so smooth They too want to get drenched in words.   The pen glides in compassion Wants to bleed all the pain, wants to dance a lot in joy!   The mind is busy, It doesn’t want any thought to be missed…