slowly waking up from the fantasy of a dream my hand searches in vain for the dream to be a reality dreams are like a flower only when they bloom …

standing at the shadowswith the sun fading away into the horizonhand in hand, we stand watching the waves lap at our feet; a gentle breeze catches your hairand lightly blows …

Sometimes words fail you. You just a brick wall and nothing comes out.  But your head is full of it. Yet to you cannot write. words, full of meaning words, …

my mind is blankno thoughtsno memorieseverything is just dark! watching the comedy on tvfails to evoke any laughter;while the beauty of mother naturedoesnt leave me in awe! once calm mind,now …

little by little, time slowlywanes away with each passing day;in this ocean of eternitymy time to live is only a small speck; trying to make the bestof what little time …

when the day comes to a closeand the lights start to dimwhen darkness begins to engulfspeople scurry back into their den shutting themselves offin the comfort of artificial light,unable to …

standing at the twilighti seek answersfor the futurethat i know nothing about footsteps that i have left behindhave been carefully redrawn to hide the stumblesand the scars that they have …

waking up early on a cloudy saturday morningi start the dayjust like any other each day, each new beginningtrying to put yesterday behindi try to start afreshand live the day …

i had been thinking,thinking about a lot of thingsfrom the little boy in the playgroundto the granny in the park! from the things i had done years agoto what i …