I’m twenty seven and fading away; Fast, into oblivion. With each day, my years lose the promise they held all those years ago. Each day takes away from me the chance of an early fame. Each new day brings meaning to my life; And robs the meaning from all years past. I am at crossroads… Read More
‘The Graffiti Artist’ is a poem about a painter and how he started painting walls. Read More
Somehow is a philosophical poem about the fragility of life and attachments. Read More
A time will come, When you and I, Will be long gone; But our memories, Will continue to exist, In the minds of everyone Who ever knew us; In the form of Our contribution, To this planet. Whether those memories Of us; Shall be vivid, Or insignificant, Or none at all; We still have power… Read More
