PoetryNostalgia

He stares at me strangely This son of my mine He catches me smiling When there’s no reason…

Goodbye To Reality

Here I am again, back to the beginning, Temporarily happy, with this torture cycle That’s never-ending. Thought things…

PoetryDawn of a Dove

Chirping hummingbirds with wriggling flies, Dancing butterflies to carefree crows, blossoming florets and awaken shrubs, They wonder, they…

PoetryEmpty Coffee Cup

This dimly-lit café, there’s a voice then two, then three speaking like a broken triangle with so much…