You walk by, with that familiar look in your eyes ….A notion to surrender .Your fingertips can only caress my ivory skin but your eyes embed in the dee...

Close your eyes, To your surprise, A meadow of melodies, The sweet scent of lilies, The sun’s rays,

I sit in the same spot, seems much… thoroughly enjoying my morning cof… the day might bring. Fully admiring the birds, as they… they sing.

The first stage, I know all too w… It’s the part that plays every emo… of your being to the test. The feelings of losing yourself, a… completely wiped clean of everythi…

There is no doubt that life can often feel extremely lonely, Some days feel as if they drag on with no end in sight. Daily, we concentrate so much on getting things done and we often f...

Many milestones to guide the path… Constant mirrored images of the qu… Following footsteps, ages of gold. Navigating blank pages with prints… A splattered canvas to convey a we…

When she dreams, I can hear her v… Sometimes she weeps, other times l… What’s fascinating is, although, h… still sees.. The grief, love and s… Her direction may change, whether…

Sometimes I swear I can hear you… Maybe it’s your absence in which d… Not that long ago I depended on y… and understanding. You were my on… Now, I sit here waiting, wonderin…

I heard your laughter. The laughter of a deceptive dramat… I heard your smirks as though your… were hidden within and the mask th… was waiting to grab hold my soul.

The Chorale starts, the short subtle interlude teases and caresses my Inner ear … Much like the thumb that strums the strings to a Guitar. My limits and boundaries disappear. The arr...

A witness to the pain as it withers from a hero’s eyes, An unbearable loss, an overwhelming sense of pride, The strength of a blessing in disguise. The following hearts that will come t...

I don’t understand why the equality of our brothers and sisters rest on the shoulders of men and women who categorize our nation by Rich and Poor, Religion and Nationality, Education an...

So it seems I’ve got unfinished b… Matching levels in your various sh… Tints of red that bare your truth. Intrigued by the complexities in y… is an opposite comparison to catch…

For so many years, as far as I can remember, I have walked through this life with a burden of questions, and only the images of what I thought were the answers left me with little closu...

What is the difference between “wa… Being able to feel when we cry or… Do we choose to take for granted h… call home? Or, is it a necessity t… very own soul, reaching out to tou…