Imagine…

Imagine there was no pain Imagine there was no enemy Imagine there was no war. Imagine there was no suffering Imagine there was no worry Imagine there was no punishment…

Goodnight my love

Poetry corner …. Those were the days. When eternity lived in your smile. The warmth of your arms. Made my life so worthwhile. Your wisdom, washed away. My insecurities, my…

The surburban ghetto

Poetry Corner ….. Down in the suburbs. Where life breeds contempt. Poverty is existence. Angry minds know not of repent. In the day, bustling. People rushing everywhere. At night the…

Love…

Love It’s a fickle thing. It hurts and it heals all. It can rip you open, tearing wildly like a wolf, clawing its way into your heart, teeth sharp and…