My Hemingway wish After World War one. Many great writers gathered in the city of light, dear Paris. She was a place where artist, poets and writers painted their wonders, wrote their… Continue reading →

Wonderful poem for the Fall.

Never enough whiskey she told me Pretty girl drank alone, once we great lovers and now we have become strangers seeking nothing. I told her, damn tavern is place to die, dear Julia,… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Siren Whispers:
I am not a girl of Summer though the sea runs through my veins and I would happily swim from dawn to dusk. I am not a Coppertone…

 The gales of Winter Lake or sea, the mighty water never sleep. When the sea is quiet, the lake is resting. Danger is near.  I believe, all of us, are like the long… Continue reading →

Amazing poetry. Can be translated.

Fall, the falling leaves Once I ran away from sadness/heartbreak and I sought escape. The running man can’t run no-more. Once fearless man learn, love was vengeance, love would leave you bare and… Continue reading →

Originally posted on Prerna's blog:
Truth is the unfathomable song of the unrelenting Magpie punctuated heavily by the commentator sitting in the ever-chattering mind and listening to its own radio Truth isthe…

 Fool’s gold Once we held hands and we talks of the great escape. We drank expresso coffee and we walked on the Monterey pier. I savored your sweet voice and I remember. I… Continue reading →