Mothers of Hope

I could tell you a sad story, a born child deserted at birth by the father, followed by a broken mother, followed by abject poverty and hopelessness, and stay true to life. But, the world is not built on failure, instead, it is hope and determination, and good people that force one to struggle in … Continue reading Mothers of Hope →

Wraps of Slumber

Within my wraps of slumber, as the northern cold robs warmth from the air, I almost remember my mother, as if she lay next to me there, I want to reach out to her but with limbs just like lead, she turns away from me slowly, just a tiny reach from there. I want to … Continue reading Wraps of Slumber →

Silence Between the Raindrops

Listen, to the silence between the raindrops, The gentle sound of water hitting that old tin roof, But still, in between lies my feeling of solace and peace and wanting, These old eyes look up into the darkness, remembering the youth long gone, the loves I had trashed, and the energy wasted, yet, I … Continue reading Silence Between the Raindrops →