Tip tap tip tap echoed in my sanct… Each day comes extra ordinarily When I swim across the ocean of p… Filled with new lights for words a… Many were in deep melancholy

Gargoyles by Imrogue Grotesque layers horrifying, freakish to sight

His lamenting soul Hoping for great redemption— Forgiveness awaits...

As I walked once more through a trail in the woods, dried leaves crushed under my feet… The mist rose from beneath and lac… around the Oaks, Pines, Maples, a…

Warm days of summer brought rain f… Wet shirts and trousers hanging at… Wild and boisterous laughters hear… Warm smiles of children at play... Wet and sweaty faces on display...

In the hallway, she sat in her cha… as if waiting for someone to ackno… The blank stare and weary look in… manifested long lived years. Her thin lips almost drawn to a sl…

I saturated my being with all thei… I swam across the thoughts they sh… Finding the meaning of it all... Will there be one? I wonder. In the remnants of my memories,

Her young soul shrouded with apprehension. A short trip home was like a million miles away. She rushed into the room

In her statuesque beauty, A figure, so grotesque I can see.… She was meticulously carved with c… But a darkened soul inside shrieki… Layers of contrite, mournful devou…

Sing me a song of love and fate. Devoid of exhaustion from contenti… The wall had appeared... keeping permanence...I fear Save me from anguish I feel.

Someone loomed from nowhere— A better glimpse failed her— Her breath was heavy between anticipation and trepidation—

December months bring rains and st… They are called monsoons. A child trotted along behind her They trudged muddy thoroughfare, Searching a place of communication…

The Drying Tree By: Imrogue Pine needles brittled— The tree’s tall—remains upright— So still and hopeful—

It was December morn, aboard the ferry to where I was bo… It’s been ten years and I dreaded… to my sweet, ancestral home. Saltiness in the air,