(Rough Copy) As I submerge my naked body I am amazed at your beauty This is but a perfect moment The moon gently kisses your waters As your serene yet wild waves kiss it back Oh life, you are my greatest love Through your waters I find peace and strength When I am alone you…… Continue reading Perfect Moments
**rough copy. Night after night your image haunted me But tonight I am letting you go It is within my dreams that I see you I see your essence I feel your soul No matter how much I’ve tried to forget The echo of your voice kept playing back No one before has haunted me…… Continue reading Goodbye
Within you beats the heart of a warrior Yet despite its relenting drumming you doubt yourself Others have bruised your mind and soul But life has kept your spirit intact For it knows what you are made of It brought you back to life with greatness in your soul You are what poets meant when…… Continue reading Warrior
I have been asked, why sometimes I used some of my own photographs with my writings; am I not afraid to be looked down upon? My answer is simple; I know who I am–my head isn’t empty and my soul although imperfect isn’t corrupted, so why should I feel ashamed of sensuality when true sensuality…… Continue reading Reflection #3
Meaning of Life
**Rough copy What if life has no actual meaning? If try as we might, we find no sense Are we to give up? Perhaps just daring to live Is exactly what the lesson is. Life, such a magical word Pronouncing the word feels like the melting of honey Yet for some life is but a…… Continue reading Meaning of Life
**Rough copy What is life? A process, we seldom stop to recognize A quest, which in our ignorance we jeopardize Life, a journey we barely comprehend Beautiful Fearsome Fleeting A collection of just moments Moments of confusion Moments we regret Moments we admire Moments which set our soul on fire Like a beautiful Tango Life…… Continue reading Life
**Rough copy As I sat quietly at my favorite booth Enjoying my brief solitude Watching people’s expressions Imagining their lives I reached for my pen And started to write Suddenly the scent of musk hit my nostrils I looked up slowly, Curious at what my eyes would discover The ink spread all over the arms…… Continue reading Butterfly
Who am I?
Who am I? I am Enigma Wild like an Arabian mare Unpredictable like a tornado I am love and pain I am night and day I am light and shadow I am poet and nerd I am the student and the teacher Sensuality flows through my veins Naïve like a newborn dove Astute like a…… Continue reading Who am I?
The Destructive Power Of Rumours
At one point or another we have all been exposed to rumours, whether about ourselves or someone else. Today I would like to take a deeper look at what rumours are, what they are use for, their content and function. Are rumours reasons and emotions conjure up and conspire to produce harm? Do rumours build…… Continue reading The Destructive Power Of Rumours