A freestyle poem to bring this blog back to life.
Tag Archives: Poet
We have now become gunk.
Lights in a cafe…
There is no doubt
A conversation between a boy and his Ego.
A poem that forces one to think!
Words as Agents
A poem about the death of the inner ego, and a realization of truth.
A Daily Poem
A poem depicting a conversation between two emojis featuring no words!
The Hidden Light
The moments that freed me from the depths of illness, and allowed me to experience beauty.