What will be the meaning of life, If you never jump, If you never take the leap? Will you leave all your dreams Dying in a heap? The choice will be yours to make- To rise above, To accept your mistakes And set them free. Life will be a journey Full of lessons. Lessons that ...

  Before I could feel my fever rising.My head was screaming,and I was freezing-despite global warming. Sharp sheets of rainswept through my fuzzy brain,with a little picture of everything. Between Perhaps it was the fever.Perhaps it was the mist.But it felt surreal to be on cloud nine,above the World’s awesome alpines. Beyond I had never ...

How far is night from day? Not far! It’s a golden flash right before my eyes.   Seems like seconds ago, you were a tiny baby, So helpless, needing my every minute. Now, adorable ‘coos’ of growth fill the air. Little fingers curiously grasp life’s essence.   Oh, time has passed, my dear. Only, I ...

An ordinary man, unafraid, unashamed, cherished by humanity, Bold to proclaim truth on rooftops, regardless of cost. A man once asked, with sincerity, like talking to a friend. “If you could be associated with one thing, how would you want to be remembered?” And without hesitation, spoken from the lips of one honest and loving, ...

Is it really poetry if we're forced to create it? Only the poet knows.

I miss the days where my world was filled with bursts of color, sparkling and bright. What was once a cacophony of life and joy has been sucked dry by a society full of expectations and boxes. Trends must be followed, personalities squashed to fit in with those around us; individuality missing. I used to ...

Sometimes I feel her. A gentle nudge on the invisible thread that links us together, pulling me towards her. Sometimes I hear her. The melodic voice that puts me into a slumber luring me closer. But I say “No!” My son’s not grown yet. I haven’t traveled the world yet, and my writing’s not known ...

We all have our dream getaway. Our desired safe space where stress and fear are completely invisible, leaving only peace and comfort remaining. Mine lies among the outskirts of the woods, far away from the city and pollution that most New Yorkers are all too familiar with. I dream of a wooden cabin resting on ...

I’m feeling like a fish out of water,But not a lamb to the slaughter.A seasoned traveler, I am not-I’m a bundle of nervous knots. So, I write an “essentials” listBefore I go around the twist: * Passport and visa* Itinerary and flight tickets* Gifts for my charming cousins* Kindle and books* iPhone and iPad* Charger, ...

We were best friends, you and I. We told each other everything. Laughed and cried together. I didn’t think I could be so close to someone. If platonic soulmates existed, that was us. I knew everything about you; Your old crushes, your favorite color, the way you would roll your eyes at stupid things. We ...