Stately mansions or cardboard boxes, we call our home. At day’s end, there is that special place where we always return to. That is our place that belongs to us, where we find our com...

Man of ardor and man of song, Man of iron and man of velvet, Who throws his heart and soul, Loves and hates, arms and legs Into the storied depths of the son…

Aromatic gardens of exotic delight… A taste of pleasure through the ni… Apples falling from fruited trees Ripe for the plucking in a summer… A maiden journey into nights of pl…

A slap in the face, a heavy blow, We stood up with much to show. We the resilient, the brave, the s… Picked up the pieces all along. The prey of the Taliban never eve…

From under a thick veil was my des… my inspiration gone and vanished i… my hopes tied togeter with a spind… looking for a muse with uplifting… my thoughts overshadowed by vacuit…

White puffy clouds basking in the… sleeping in their cozy nooks, floating in the azure skies, basking in the rays of the sun, meditating on pure thoughts

Adrenalin Rides Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-sh-sh-sh Skies shifting, rivers splashing, Thunder clapping, volcanoes rantin… Bombs blasting, laughing, shaking

The flame of love flickers in its… as the ground awaits the feeling of the lovers’ feet again. The air cannot sustain the weight… as they start to sink through the…