The agony & the immense pain, Of separation once again, I stoop & I fall, And then I fall again. The pain throughout the mundane night, Was extremely unbearable, I tread on pieces of broken glass, With not even a splinter of glass for succour. The day is worse &

As the brutal sea waves crashes on to the delicate sand, He leaves traces of tiny circles indented onto the tickly grounds, permanently stamped. Who could have made these circles? It could only be the Pebbles of the sea. The tiny surface of hard cold stones wept across the soft,

The old order changeth, yielding place to the new, But the new generation ? They have lapsed into liquor, drugs & what have you. These are trying times, for them, for us, for we all What did we do to deserve this withal ? A sinister world is sprouting &

What do you see, when you look outside a  window. A changing face, an transition stage in my life. Taking new challenges and walking different routes, to reach my ultimate destination. Over coming obstacles that, may cut into my life. Looking through the light that guides me to the right

Even when they meet us, they pass without a greeting; These very friends; our food had been eating. Those who were very close to us and our relations; Now, have decided to change their stations. Those for whom we bore the brunt of neglect, Are today, pessimism personified and perfect.

Build me a day and take it away destroy my capacity I love you automatically When it happens you’ll know the sky will rumble the earth will crumble your spirit held high will manifest and die I told you I’m trouble six feet deep I told you I’d be there

When I look in the mirror, all that I can see is emptiness inside of me and I ask myself… Who am I? On the outside it seems to clear.. I am a daughter, a sister, a friend, a mother, a lover , manager…but who am I? Every morning when

Close your eyes.. picture me.. What do you see? I am only one person, with one mind, one soul, one heart.. but I have many faces.. Can you tell them apart? Many say I have the face of an angel..strong and wise.. Look alittle closer.. Can you see the devil

it’s been a quiet night so far uneventful, plenty of silence broken only by the occasional sounds of the cricket chirping; a long time indeed since i stayed awake till the early morning, 4am to be precise, sleep is the last thing that is on my mind try as much