POETRY

It’s how we express what we feel when words no longer serve. Each silhouette is an emotion… Read more...

Maybe we never truly knew love. Maybe we’re just fragments of it Scattered in a world where hate has made its throne. Read more...

The beauty of life, The beauty only we can see within. Read more...

Sketching out my emotions, each line a perfect silhouette The gentle brush of the fabric on my tender skin, the world goes silent Read more...

All I can see is a dark cloud above, a still lake and a scarred flamingo Could this be my vision? Feeling lost in my own thoughts? Read more...