Mad World

if there's one lesson I have learnt, it is within this poem

paint me colourless

of paint, poetry, prayers and preambles

nature of heart

what fault is it of the heart?

a different side of you

i was a different side of you, the side you longed to be like

across the pause

who is foolish enough to fight destiny?

Elements Conspire

change is the essence of existence

the sound of loss

I can't imagine what loss sounds like, perhaps...

Recollecting the Myth of Me

This post I dedicate to a person who reads my blog consistently.


"I fell in love with a fickle woman"


Celebration and Wisdom