Dad, you are my king, please don’t ever forget: A poem 

Dad, this world was never meant for you and me  I walked the harshest desert, yet, it’s not the oasis that I see  The devil always gets his way, gets his way willy-nilly  He may have the trophy, but he will never walk free  They can think their fortune is in ruling the world  EvenContinue reading “Dad, you are my king, please don’t ever forget: A poem “

My silent claim to fame: A poem 

The figurines of reason and logic evaporate on my shelf  I may have forgotten my aspirations, but not forgotten myself  The tribulations of cause and purpose may last until twelve  But I know I can reach the height, if I keep the dig and delve  I have little periwinkles that stand the test of weather Continue reading “My silent claim to fame: A poem “