Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed

You Were the sunlight. You brought me

This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…

Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...

Alone I stand Pondering my arts the fruits of my labors. All is good and I lay down my bru… But there is a voice,

I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to

The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody

Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness

People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much

When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions

First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide