This is about a boy who had an imaginative mind for as long as he could remember. He would invent animals and vehicles and fighter planes and imaginary missions. He would watch the sunlight being reflected from the surface of water for long whiles and blow soap bubble palaces when he was really small. This …
Month: May 2006
From the Inside
Storms of a thousand inner deserts blow the sands of despair around my lonely figure The bloody skies lose the scent of friendship once promised The end of the tether slips through my sweaty fingers as my mind can keep silent no more. Intoxicated with you I was, never knowing, oblivious until tonight. The storms …
One Life 