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Virtual Space Virtual Space – Bits and Bytes It seems so real, the laughter and the fun A world where
Read moreFree Verse is poetry that has no specific format.
Virtual Space Virtual Space – Bits and Bytes It seems so real, the laughter and the fun A world where
Read moreRevenge Taking revenge will only make your life miserable, live your life in peace, forgive and forget.
Read moreRemembered always… the first How can I relent on memories, that take me back to my beginnings, when I knew
Read moreNever will you be gone….Gone, but not forgotten … ever-enduring Never Will You Be Gone…in heart and memory I keep
Read moreWho seeks love will surely find it, yet only if found in themselves first, for to love oneself is merely
Read moreWhat gifts a writer more than words, is intention, the heart of the expression, the essence of the writer written
Read moreProfound: the purpose, the source, the destination Falling, like a penny dropped from a tower high in heaven’s realm, the
Read moreThe moment falls to obscurity, left alone to bubble in its juices, when thoughts so missing points, fall faster, and
Read moreTransient moments in the mind Elusive, fleeting, slipping out of reach Wandering into dreams with a whiff Of something that
Read moreRemember Me Remember me, remember you, remember when we were two. Let’s keep the memories, let’s keep the child in
Read moreSilvery light upon the earth, glimmering in sun’s morning shards, so delicate, this diaphanous veil, like crisp shimmering moonlight, captured
Read moreMusic is my wings, my emotions in flight-ed joy, and no matter how deeply despaired, that creative purity and eloquence
Read moreSacred Flow of Life The fall of water always finds me in serene thought, be it falls or cascades, the
Read moreOnly poetic words to express, what we truly feel, what we see and how we think. Poetic words upon a
Read moreI breath, I suck the life from the atmosphere, and eat both plant and animal, life devoured by life, to
Read moreIn the solitude of my muttering, my solicitous bleating of questions, I, in the echo of this my own inner
Read moreThe more I live, the less living in this world of illusion matters in itself, and the more I know
Read moreAm I but a shell, a worn crust of weathered life, a dishevelled clothing of sorts, within which lives an
Read moreMortar and pestle ground, I am but the fragments of experience, broken down to a paste of what I am
Read moreGoldfish…a passing distraction The fish looked with a blank expression, fixed on my eyes, as if to wonder what lay
Read moreSad Surrender …Tiger in a Box…a world removed Dim eyes, vacant, through bars, attest the rage-less acceptance of misery’s bone,
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