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Books

I liked reading… 2021 Predictably Irrational by Dan Ariely >>> Flow by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi >>> Demian by Hermann Hesse >>> Waking Up...

Movies / Plays / TV Shows

I liked watching… There are just so many of them that as soon as I get the time, I tend to move to a new one rather than put notes on...

At The Altar - Part II

Her eyes are still open Her head is hung low Blood trickles along her eyebrow While her eyes adjust to the blow. His arms rise again,...

At The Altar

At the altar of love, She offers herself. He drops an axe, Over her head. The drop came – Without a blink. Did he even Stop to think? A...

Two Souls

Two Souls Two souls from above Peeped from behind the clouds Captivated by the Earth, descend below For adventures yet to be found They...

Imposter in the Temple

Confident feet halt at the door Whisper to the lucky Earth under Was it really us that they chose To witness such a wonder? My storming...

Black Coffee: A Love Story

Water stood with ease Within the clear jar. The ground coffee sat in its box Not too far. Water’s jar now uncapped It is exposed, yet...

The Princess of the Glass Castle

Part I The princess of the glass castle wore a white dress, Walked on stairs of glass and sat on a crystal mess. Her dress shimmered of...

Two Opposite Pendulums

That time they swung away with full force Confident as they moved along their course Did not turn back Displayed no sign of remorse....

A Selfish Love

January 2018 “I think you are pretty I think you are bold” “Wait, hang on” – I smile and put you on hold. Why? If you come closer You...

Ode to a Lizard – Part II

Ode to a Lizard – Part 2 or Lizard on the floor Me: Lizard, lizard on the floor, It’s summer – Don’t tell me you are here to carry on...

Ode to a Lizard

Ode to a lizard OR Lizard on the wall Me: Lizard lizard on the wall! Whose the bravest of them all? Lizard: It is you, my dear. You have...

Ouroboros

I looked her in the eye And told her to slowly die. Asked her stiffened branches To drop with a jilt, Onto the over-exposed leaves That...

Half Story

Maybe the stories are only half true So the only way to have the truth you want Is to imagine it through Maybe there is no way to clean...