16th October, 2012.
Walking with my poetry packed with forms...
I don't write to please anyone i write to release...
Early morning,
sunshine peeking...
Don't
hide the...
The young man looked up to the old,
And the old man remembered his track...
Questioning my mortality
I realize, silly me...
Harshest judgment comes,
When we find our reflection...
Don't waste extra time,
asking about good people...
Goodbye Autumn
I will miss your falling leaves...
LIFE can sometimes be a puzzle
a misery and a fact to unravel...
She needs to tell me her newly-born truth
as if I could accept the unacceptable...
When I look at how freedom is so skewed,
I say to myself, is it any wonder that our hearts...