It Might Be Sunny
It might be sunny and then again rain, but the definitive spark is gone, it groans on its portrait, as science to the tablet community as long as the car…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
It might be sunny and then again rain, but the definitive spark is gone, it groans on its portrait, as science to the tablet community as long as the car…
A thousand people in one room morphing in transmigration, a thousand faces coming and going spinning energising pulled from the vortex of the chakra all fleeting stepping up and on…
There are grains of truth in everything in every facet of happenings, every millisecond every second of every minute, of every hour, in the parts of the whole of each…
The interstellar suite that is where I go today an incredible day from the back door just as the sun rose, I opened the door to a liquid gold light…
I had returned ten thousand years after serpent Cosmic Ascension to find discouragement upon planet earth, I found smog and heat trap faces, just like other faces but know one…