Sadly, the bathroom mirror never l… An old man, three scores and a dim… Stares at him, dark shadows under… Face wrinkled, ancient like Fathe… Hair once black, wavy; now sparse…

He sat by the window, lost in thou… Watching the sun fade away complet… Behind patches of cotton-ball clou… As the cool breeze whispered sweet… Green hills appeared ahead, miles…

A Sonnet Low lying mist hung o’er the dista… Treetops barely visible from afar; In the haze, its wrought-iron gate… A haunted house that gives everyon…

Soon, a date with destiny Be joyful the ninth of May Hopeful we’re not bystanders On this most propitious day There’ll be forces against us

Footprints in the sand, but none i… As we walked holding hands one lat… But behind us, the waves wash away… Like we never were! And it made u… In this universe with its billion…

One can only imagine a weekend lik… Time to enjoy calm and serenity an… There will be no distractions for… And nightly moonlit dinners at isl… Small white puffs sail across the…

A water droplet on a blade of gras… One dewy dreamlike beautiful morni… But the sun’s rays vaporized it; a… The verdant blade suddenly more da… In the radiant glare of the early…

Summer afternoon, chores all done War games call, so here we go Twelve of us from the hood Careful not to let our parents kno… To the woods we go, up on a hill

It was the saddest smile he’s ever… Solitary tears fell from both her… Her face a mirror of sorrows hidde… Her sad mien candid proof it’s no… He gave her a tenner, a small toke…

Some verses written Will ne’er see the light of day In my heart they’ll stay Pieces of myself they are Locked tight in a Mason jar

The waves are epic, scary, towerin… And the ship rocks forward, backwa… Dozens, seasick, in bunkers coweri… Praying for end to ceaseless storm… The clouds ominous, the skies over…

He held his breath for as long as… Wishing the moment will forever la… For the first time his lips, she k… And he’d stop his heartbeat, if he… Her lips tasted of honey, unctuous…

It’s Tuesday, early morning My old friends, I’m off to see Few hours of story-telling Over cups of black coffee Same stories, I’ve heard before

The little seed’s imbedded in our… When first we hear the divine Wor… Fast, it will grow as soon as sin… And bloom abundantly in fertile so… On dark nights, the Word’s a lamp…

They met when high school days wer… Two souls of fourteen years with d… She gleamed with beauty, glowing i… Though not a handsome boy to every… His strength and mind were sharp,…