Tattered I should have listened to my head. There was a reason it made all those rules. Why it had created the cage I have no one else to blame. Because once again, Here it is , This stupid heart of mine. Bruised and bleeding. In tatters, Barely hanging together. I see my cage in…
Read moreEver since I was a kid, my mom has been telling me to be patient. I don’t know how many times she has said, “Nothing happens before it is meant to be.” And so when Dad asked me why I took so long in getting my poems published, I said the same to him. But…
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Sometimes I wish I could leave well alone. I wish I could be indifferent to things and the actions of people and just walk away! I tell myself that my life would be so much less complicated, if I could do just that, if I could just ignore stuff instead of letting it get to…
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Ever since my parents have moved back to within a few blocks from me, I make it a point to visit them as often as I can. I must admit, I enjoy bouncing ideas off them and getting their opinion about what I should write about. These are pleasant evenings spent in their company and…
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