Tsunami.

The tsunami of troubling doubts, As I looked for answers within myself, Ebbed away in gentle retreat. ~am

redemption.

Weeping violins, And grieving guitars. Melancholy music, Let the wailing winds, get drunk tonight. Let it rain rum tonight, I … More

That bird of prey, finds a way, Always. Through the silence, swimming high, That intrepid beauty. ~am

The Irony is, I write, Though I write, Sometimes everyday. But still find it hard, To express. ~am

Trying too hard, to make everything, right, I forgot, making changes, in myself. Forgot, making myself, better.

It’s hard to believe, when it makes no sense, Though it really should, sometimes staying alive, retiring in your bed, … More

I made promises, to never part, To the names, I no longer, remember. ~am

Aren’t we all, disillusioned, to believe in time. ~am

There’s that, Pensive melancholy, Which kept me waiting, For the help that never came. How misfortunate, can someone ever be? … More