Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,
Seems no way out, but deep within. There’s a resonant voice calling from the depths of my being; I am not what you imagine me to be…
I’m not really here right now. I can only be here when no-one’s a… and I know no-one can see me. Even when i speak to you, I’m sort of not really here.
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
My love for you is true, though we have never met. I will not lie to you. I will not steal from you. I will not con or cheat you.
How are you? The maiden turned and whispered soft, her turquoise eyes as deep as time.
My father is dead, still he speaks through me; “Don’t say anything....OR ELSE!… There was plenty of “OR ELSE!” to go around.
I come to the village well today, though without a need to drink. My worldly thirst now quenched, with home and hearth supplied. I am here to fill a deeper vessel
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I fear this tempest might cost my life.
That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
Been wasting away in this hovel for too many days to count; wishing, hoping, scheming, sometimes even praying, for any way to get out.
1998.... while touring india.... exploring the town of rishikesh a popular hindu pilgrimage site along the banks of the holy mother…
I humbly bow before your tender me… for no other reason than I’m sorry… As I listen to my old pal, Leonar… crooning out his holy tunes, there’s a message sounding clear
Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.
There’s a voice deep inside getting stronger every day. I cannot deny the message these urgent words proclaim. Why bother?