Poems

Never wanting to be found, she preferred to remain among the missing; a remembrance within a twice-wept tear lying alone...

Mirrors reflect our lives, whom we once were and whom we have become, revealed as being apparent, if one were...

My evasiveness, referring to my adherence to one train of thought pertaining to your enquire whilst I remain less attentive....

She Were it her eyes that I so easily drowned within as I lie desperately reaching to capture a breath...

If one were to translate one's thoughts into tears, their silent weepings, would another feel that one's emotions; the subtle...

I remember she, swept away within the moment, arriving nonchalantly and rather calmly, disregarding the seriousness and the gravity of...

What one perceives one to be, is a reflection of one’s self. A preponderance, if you will, dependent on one's...

Never had you before been so lost within a thought, a ponderation more pressing, one, which weighed heavily on your...

Lunacy Remembering my recurring lunacy, its oft-times unwelcomed arrival, referring to my insanity, periodic, as it was, I found it...