The rich, brown, chocolate feasts my eyes... The sweet delicious aroma lingers in the air... Melted creamy

The Drying Tree By: Imrogue Pine needles brittled— The tree’s tall—remains upright— So still and hopeful—

Warm days of summer brought rain f… Wet shirts and trousers hanging at… Wild and boisterous laughters hear… Warm smiles of children at play... Wet and sweaty faces on display...

Borrowed Time By: Imrogue In time, memories fade... but, I… Some memories may pain me and some… I am graced with borrowed time and…

Turn me into a driftwood... to drift towards the shore. On the sand I’ll lay; Don’t let waves carry me away. When the sun comes up,

His lamenting soul Hoping for great redemption— Forgiveness awaits...

I have a secret to tell you. a stranger appears in my bedroom mirror every waking moment. He looks at me intently...

Lost in my deep, sweet reverie, beautiful voice singing a song... accompanied

Her tattered red shoes waited for years in dim-lit corner— mending’s needed no more

As I walked once more through a trail in the woods, dried leaves crushed under my feet… The mist rose from beneath and lac… around the Oaks, Pines, Maples, a…

The crimsoned branches of the plum… stretching out vertically, The pears’ luscious greens flutter… as the breeze tickles the branchin… The grape vine’s sprouting leaves

I dance with Rumi tonight Under the blood moonlight When the earth casts its shadow To the moon above, I rid my sorro… We talk about an ancient lore...

You carved your words into my heart— You may release the dagger now

Checkered pieces of land can be seen from above... million puzzles: pieces in green, red and brown flats, stitched together

Abominable as it had been Accountable to the nature’s befalling tragedy... All lost and gained... love, joy and peace.