PoetryBlack Hole

She was created the day two stars collided.   Her kiss was black and beautiful. She used to…

PoetryMy Bloom

My heart was bleeding My soul was pleading to unleash the knots of my nerves to drain off…

Women Rights

Don’t try to introduce my skin to your skin, ‘cause such introduction doesn’t let the light to get…

PoetryAbuse

She walked down the hall with her head hung low, Her pace wasn’t fast, neither was it slow…