I never wrote poetry For the simple reason That I’d fall short of Words and a story You might think It’s you who I seek This time though, It’ll be nothing short of magic It won’t be a name, place or identity It’d be a … Continue reading Panorama


I think I see warning signs too soon When you don’t smile the way you did when life first introduced us to each other When you start not smiling back, almost unintentionally and possess a faraway look in your eyes that come and go, come … Continue reading Slut