Some other place, somewhere, some other time - a tentative start to a novel that may be renamed later It must have been so. There, then he...

It must have been so. There, then he might have been a man and treated her cruelly while here, now it is just the opposite. He is still a ma...

I gave you my everything, finally Because I never will, again

When you finally get really, really hurt it ceases to matter if it was meant or not if to hurt was the intention from the other side or i...

I would of have been glad to stay If only you had not driven me away

It was a dead end (but) even dead ends (reach their) end It (too/finally) did It was a one-way street a one-way ticket That is why sin...

Only God can create or make something out of nothing Only God can let people never die make them drink of the fountain of everl...

Brightly the fire burns in the hearth, of the home  where the children are sleeping quietly. Brightly the moon shines in the night, abo...

Brightly the fire burns in the hearth of the home Brightly the moon shines in the night above the loam Brightly the cat’s eyes glow yel...

You take the half-grown python, with no teeth, from its receptacle She waits, naked, to be imbued with power to procreate You write run...

You take the half-grown python, with no teeth, out from its receptacle She waits, naked, to be imbued with power to procreate You write...

You take the half grown python, with no teeth, out from its receptacle She waits, naked, to be imbued with the power to reproduce and pr...

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"There are too many love poems in the world." "Yes." "It gets boring after some time. Or maybe there aren't e...

He is this young chap I know from on Facebook. We talk off and on, for some strange reason. Dylan is a connect and so is Cohen and I surpris...

I am thirteen books into writing now or fourteen or fifteen or sixteen depending on how I look at it. Plus I have tonnes of published mater...

Has my poem read by Harish Bhatia in there. Played at New York at Ink Spot by Indigo Soul or S Dot Hope http://www.blogtalkradio.com/word...

A Digression | Sanskrit, Dravidian, Indian and Grecian Literary Criticism : This article compares and uses Sanskrit and Dravidian Indian lit...