I’ve been asked why I write sad poetry, Never been asked what makes me sad. Why don’t...
Poem
My imagination has taken over, my dreams have come alive. They take me places, Impossible to find...
Your hands were cold when they held mine, I felt so gold when I saw you smile....
Once upon a time there was a small village in India and there was a middle aged...
Rivers are elixir of life. Nature blessed us with this life line, But rivers are dying, Receding...
Down the heavenly embers emerges a beautiful spirit, So bright, for it would shame those stars; so...
Becoming Heartless Though I don’t mind I feel, the things Emotions she left behind.. No, it’s not...
I dare to dream about a heavenly dream with the water so crystal clear the grass greener...
A poet is like a candle, And fame is like a chandelier. The Candle is one that...
Do you really know How you touched my life, And accomplish my Dreams! You are my dream...