Once I was told to write a story. I couldn't. Because writing cannot be commanded. Once I was told to dance. I couldn't. B...
Money makes me think. Always! Money makes me think of the stray and the pet dogs. Money makes me think of the caged and the fre...
I was walking on a regular village road with widespread yellow fields on one side, and a canal running parallel on the other side....
"Lone and leisure has been my thing. I had people from my world with whom I negotiated and managed to adjust. When I was gro...
I have worked hard To embroider those stars on my bed, To make that moon my pillow. And that black sky my blanket. Yes, I toiled awa...
I am a leaf, Crackling down your feet. Meeting the mud heat, With a sweaty oversheet. Back then when I was on some branch, When wi...
Let me write it exactly on point. Let me be raw. Let me fight. Let me be meek. Let me dangle. Let me sway. Let me trickle down. L...
Do you know what mayhem is? It’s the chaos without reason. I am afraid of my disorganized likings. I am afraid of those pi...
Mind, Everybody says the mind plays the game. Yes, it does, but to an extent, because in my accord there is something bigger out the...
Back then, I don't know when. There was a life on my shoulder, And a pen in my holder. My hands were younger, To write your t...
God, Tell me when you are less busy, Let's sit bit calm bit dizzy. Let's talk about YOU, How we are alike, And in your heart, V...
A lot have transitorily made their stay in my dome, And felt like comfort at home. Happiness and love were there ...
