Unhappy memories are ghosts, on da… When we’re all alone, they visit t… Tearing our hearts to pieces, as w… They haunt and chastise, they’re c… Pleasant memories are rays of the…

Last sunday afternoon had nothing to offer The cable on the blink due to the bad weather Trapped inside the house

The crimson sun winked at them pla… Then disappeared behind mist-cover… The silver moon arose e’er hastily To all, promising a bounty of thri… Shooting stars flashed across the…

Our universe a locked cage We’re hamsters on a big wheel Pointless round and round we go Not a moment to be still And when the world overwhelms

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…

The Rose and the Lily Crimson petals burn soft as fire upon the stem thorns that pierce the skin love and pain entwined as one

the crests of the wavelets shimmer in the late afternoon sun momentarily blinding her as she gazed into the horizon the crimson disk

o’er the still waters faint glimme… done! the reign of darkness, the e… dark clouds unraveled to welcome t… and farther east brand-new day has… the dawn upon us; voiding the shad…

She’s waiting for tomorrow Hopeful, better it will be Today was a real challenge For her emotions, mostly In truth she hurts all over

Show me a happy poet; I will say… It’s not an oxymoron, but few such… For a poet writes of the sadness i… Of the lost Eden, that he ne’er w… He writes of the pain, the hurt an…

There it was… Anchored in the shore Our neighbor’s outrigger One hazy Saturday afternoon It’s so inviting

It’s a frightful curse That breaks families apart Because love departs In its place comes emptiness Void despair and loneliness

Thin line betwixt turquoise sea; c… To naked eyes, just barely visible In the horizon, sea meets heaven h… From his vantage, they appear misc… Big blue canvas; silv’ry clouds, c…

One wintry December night she van… From his life, perhaps never to re… Leaving him with quiet grief untar… He lay restless till dawn’s first,… He feels the emptiness settle, wid…

There as he sat, entranced in sole… Reflecting on the end that drew so… Wond’ring would he see sunrise rea… Or sail into the night, in fears s… For soon he’d be an octogenarian