Snow has melted outside the windows. Puddles covered streets of St. Paul. The calendar shows that spring is here, but with you I’m feeling cold.
He asked me if I had a religion, He asked me about my faith. Now, I know he was on a mission He said he
You are an illusion. Nothing but illusion. Ignite each cell inside of me; A single thought about you – like music Soothes my soul as
This poem was written last year and was inspired by my dear friend, Tom.Sometime in May last year, I found a generous bouquet of freshly
He loved her as the coast loved waves, Loved waves with all the ships and anchors. A hopeless beast within behaved When she was off
This poem was inspired by Ananda Only and his story about his beloved brother. https://anandaonly.in/2017/08/28/there-are-always-songs-to-sing/ Your spirit is in my heart forever, Even on days