Humour can not only be laughter, it could also be murder: Just for laughs 

Entertainers are always the delight of any socialite evening. For there’s little that anyone could hold against the man that draws the guffaws. Yet, there’s always an art behind playing smart. It’s very likely that the self-proclaimed life of the party may be committing sweet murder with his words.  Like this professional wit, who decidedContinue reading “Humour can not only be laughter, it could also be murder: Just for laughs “

I remember those past lives…: A poem 

I remember all those cities  of diamonds, of gold…  like when you put a shell on your ear  and you hear the entire universe roar  When things are so rough  that you need to find the energy to be tough  You can find it in the deep mines of the past  Those lodes that for eternityContinue reading “I remember those past lives…: A poem “