Little One

“Little One”, a treasured name The drops of gold in a darkened flame A weak thing over the strong pulls You don’t know your power, be merciful O your eyes! Hide those still Who could bear its memory comfortably   The ebony flower, plucked from a burning star. Once again in mid-December, it’s lost paradise, … Continue reading Little One


Homo sapiens

Chained to life by flavours and varieties The taste of every fresh fruit from Eden. Convulated wild emotions, permutations, cravens distilled on a dry palate, salivating for more. The road wide, uncramped with broken destinations No escape! The frail truth of the man kind.