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My truth is not your truth Your reality isn’t my reality There are numerous versions Of the very same thing Like the bright specks...

So it’s late in the night, as usual dogs are howling away to glory! Is it full moon today? I don’t know. It has been a while since I looke...

So I sit down to write and I’m blank. But the desire to write remains. Ted Hughes’ “Thought Fox” suddenly comes to my mind, and I glance ...

The creaking noise of the fan Pervading the stillness Of the sultry sluggish summer afternoon The sun shining at its peak Reflect...

Disillusioned by dreams Disoriented in reality I often find none but myself Trying to find meaning in the maze I dwell in Introsp...

Numerous faces I see daily Each face has its own story Millions of faces going through unique phases What they think that is distin...

I wake up to a misty morning Not that I am an early bird But it felt as though the mist Was waiting for me The warmth of the sun ...