A Golden Moment…In a quaint café, where time drifts slow, A lady sits, with a radiant glow, Her laughter dances like light on the floor, Capturing hearts with a glance, wanting more. Nestled in hues of a sunbeam’s embrace, With a bright yellow cup, she finds her ow... See More »
Six Degrees of SeparationAnd as I lie down The silent clock, a quarter before 5 I felt lost… dumbfounded Looking up a ceiling - way too near my face Music soothing the emptiness Like paint splattering on a blank canvas “It’ll be alright”, says by a song.. Then comes with... See More » (1)
Familiar VisitorDecades passed - their eyes met again As if their youth was rekindled by a glimpse of yesterday She, whose clothed in sparkling ruby While he, enveloped in muted onyx Clock ticking, cameras snapping Hearts beating in unison, Both echoing tempo,... See More » (1)
What Void Feels LikeVoid felt like
 An immense darkness,
 So vast…
 You see it at the corner of the room,
 Beneath the bed, 
Right after a cliff, 
Often encountered in the depths
 Of your fickle mind, 
Right after you listen to a sad song,
 Or post-arguments,
 Or... See More » (1)
A gentle reminderRemind me what it’s like To be lost in train of thoughts Then to be found by silent misery Where our weeps are often mistaken as raindrops, Our feelings falsely Accused of rage Our laughter comes off As childish.. mindless Remind me For my youth’s... See More » (1)
Winters embrace…In frosted whispers, the cool winds sigh,
 Beneath a silver cloak, the world drifts by.
 Hand in hand, we wander through twilight's glow,
 Where snowflakes dance, soft and slow. The air is crisp, like whispers of dreams, 
Every breath we take, a... See More »
Rain drops on glass..The sky presses close, a soft gray breath against the world, and the window learns a new language, dots and commas of rain. Each drop holds a small sky, bending light, slowing time, trembling before it lets go and joins another’s path. Outside, t... See More »
The quiet glow of snow..Beneath a sky of blushing light,
 The mountains breathe in shades of blue,
 While snow clad pines, in silent white,
 Stand tall beneath the pastel hue. Each branch is crowned with winter’s art, 
A careful touch of frost and flame,
 As dawn with... See More » (1)
