The Truth
The truth always lies in a minority, it is always hidden, it is never revealed in the way it should. Don’t scream alone in the cities of millions, life looses…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
The truth always lies in a minority, it is always hidden, it is never revealed in the way it should. Don’t scream alone in the cities of millions, life looses…
Till bricks do us part that is all in today’s mind of life. Not friendship not nature but profit on brick. A national disease judged by size and quantity shaping…
The Door in the Iceberg Upon Earth time is running out and in Antarctica, there was a crypt, buried in what seemed to be a colossal pyramid shaped iceberg. A…
An Ode to England. Oh kingdom so fair, the trees stand under all weathers, under all skies, on the ground there were still lies. A whole vista of them under…
Happy as a boy created by sand, washing upon the beach I am here, I am there in I come the tide arranges me, but a speck of sand, am…