I feel scared to touch your fingers lest I scare you away from me  I feel ashamed of admitting my concern Lest I make you feel embarrassed I scan my sky for teltale signs of rushes  I carry my veil as I go around establishing fences I cut my finger to find no blood...

I throw them in the air just the way they are my joys, my sorrows, my tears, my smiles I drown them in the water my memories, my moments, my dried flowers I spread them in the sky my wishes, my dreams, my hopes, my ambitions I save to throw them in the air just the...

it is my heart that keeps me going may be those tiny steps I took or that little poem I wrote for us the rain swept away all that was  deep within and my cheeks stayed dry for the years of forbidden life for the passage of time that stood still for the tunnel that...

That slumber I fell into could have been another abyss for those words that came calling from your shores touring unknown charters.. but one little nap froze me into another wakeful unanimity held me captive for another lifetime.. do I surrender to tender moments or I...

birds chirping through this maze of a day sunshine searching for dew drops to evaporate sounds that fill spaces left vacant by silent noise hands that labour till they fall by the side tired lives that are spent yet needed to be restored wheels of time fly till they...

time on my shores stands still till it gets tired of stagnation and rides the tide to flow away to wait for me to arrive my feet strutter for the sheer glory of it and deep within me I shudder just the thought of lame words thrown my way the stories of warriors of...

pick up that word pin it down with ink for if I keep it on my lips I tend to fall in love pick up that word and sow it in your soil if I let it lay unmoistened it fails to bring fruit pick up this word throw it across the river for if it strayed in theses streets it...

another day lived through and I feel it in my bones all that hunger and thirst all that wanting for pure warmth of food that washes down my throat quenching of thirst born out of cold that little pebble strewn in the path and that tiny diamond shining through the...

I want to write a poem of love love two people can feel for no reason love that awaits conclusion unaware unaware of bounties of youth oblivious of fire it needs to fill it's belly with I want to write a poem of love that fails to reach it's optimum at the altar love...

This compulsion to talk to you the flowers that rise from the pit of my stomach words that arise and take shape inside my heart events that make us stand still and take stock the showers that fall from skies turn into icicles it's our souls that get drenched. the dry...