Poetry
Facing The Music
I hate the wayThe music playsStirring up stormsA concoction of emotions I hate the wayThe music playsEvery single nightThinking of you I hate the ...Anticipation
The road is wet butcrystals adorn my windowSnow falls on the ridge.Like curtains, it opens to reveal winter’s intentions.- LifestyleCurrent Affairs & PoliticsCultureDesign, Fashion & StyleCreativitySelf-Help & RelationshipsPoetryEntertainment
… to understand
I have yet to understand why Blacks in this land, do not strive to leave the country that constantly rapes them of their dignity ... - Memoir & AutobiographiesHome & GardenEntertainmentCreativityParenting & FamilySelf-Help & RelationshipsPoetry
Here I Go Again
Here I go again Telling myself love Is only a foolish game When I know better Than to question The fire raging inside me ... Never Saw You Coming
I never saw you coming that day. Instantly, talking with you felt as natural as breathing. I never saw you coming, but I did ...In Your Eyes
Heaven and hell Could not compare To the tempest within your eyes Eyes that sparkle Telling many a story Many a tale no other ...Discreet Trice
your non-verbal moaned I am yours sweet, vulnerable and... powerful at the same time










