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I awoke this morning in my cave. That orange sphere in the sky arose from the horizon and started its westward journey. The leader of the tribe made some strange noises with his mouth...
The Conquest She’s so sweet, so pure, so white Like a virgin blowing kisses throu… Come darkness her cringing mystery… She can’t find shelter among darke…
A Melancholy Brook Poor little brook, why are you cry… You’re so calm and peaceful in you… While raging rivers move so swift No time to float about and drift
Pillars and Commandments God and Allah, our true God above Divided by name, but unified by lo… Author of the Bible and the Qur’a… Whose holy words are meant for us
The River They all go by a different name It’s the riverbed that ever stays… Water forever seeks a lower level As it dresses up to dance with the…
Flying up high higher than the sil… the sky up over the hills and bust… I come to see the mountain carpets… the plush green mountains waiting… I look down while fantasies roam t…
Mother Nature dressed in beauty in the embodiment of Eve, the advocate of beauty and what it does to the common man caught in the throes
Mother Nature, the supreme artist that she is, painted the mountain tops with a glistening white powder. From afar it was a masterpiece that made the blood run with pleasure. It was a...
As I walked upon the smiling streets that glided through the city like winding rivers, I came upon a curious gentleman that gazed upon me like a child at his birthday cake. Something s...
Merry Christmas to all, and may all your Christmases to come be merry. May your spouse or future spouse give you as much love as you give to him or her. May the flame that’s in your h...
An ode to you and what you are, To what you’ve done and what you d… To your commitment to wisdom’s way… To your compliance to wisdom’s law… To your ability to see what they a…
Rivers running wild from the infer… adrenal currents in the waters of… baptism of the unholy one, the birth of the rage of the wicke… spume of the demonic disciples,
Asleep in the lap of the norm, the mother of the placid earth, poets listening to her lullabies of soothing warmth, the numbing of the mind,
Aromatic gardens of exotic delight… A taste of pleasure through the ni… Apples falling from fruited trees Ripe for the plucking in a summer… A maiden journey into nights of pl…