We all start out learning we have a journey that...
Right now I want to rest these thoughts inside my...
though Im not tired or ready for bed...
Griping on with claws and fangs
making patterns with old worn brands...
Do you ever feel like you don't know what you're...
The beauty upon my face isn't just by the look, it...
If we lived in a world without reasoning
life would be so bland like a dish without...
Death and life are arguing
(with the death tray always predominant...
Take heed of the cost
Cause when it's lost...
Too often we are so preoccupied with the...
Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is...
Strolling down the memory lane,
Mirages do not seem so strange...
Grandma Angelina, a poem.
She is Mom to Lil & me, and the family...
Pitter patters on the roof like chitter chatters
That say statements regarding how nothing matters...