DEAR WOMEN

You have been silenced for ages. Viewed as a threat to all; from kings to sages. Succubus, Nymphs or Sirens Antagonised in several legends. Taught to never be too emotional Lest you be labelled hysterical. Neither should you shout out loud, Just smile and shut your mouth. Bring your head down from up above the

LETTERS

I still write those letters to you, Fold them up and tie them with rosemary twigs. I write words pouring from within my soul, And sprinkle sunflower petals upon my words. Sunflowers, you see, are not romantic really But they do signify hope. Hope, that the Sun shall rise again tomorrow And hope that tomorrow

I’LL ALWAYS FIND MY WAY BACK TO YOU

Darling we’ll meet again, In a wonderful city beyond the stars. Breaking the shackles of time Letting go of the past, Embracing oblivion as we set on this sojourn anew. In some unknown corner Of an unknown world, We shall meet again. Our paths might be different And the journey unique, I am sure. But