a different side of you

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

Imprisoned Descendants

and, who is truly free?

across the pause

who is foolish enough to fight destiny?

lingering on the periphery

if only you never were, but...

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.

agree to disagree, and more

[a collection of micropoetry]


"I fell in love with a fickle woman"


Celebration and Wisdom