With a wide flap of imaginary wings

With a wide flap
of imaginary wings

I rise above the stream
of tedious fuss

and there
in the soaring flight

a silhouette of a new verse
will flash

and my heart shall flutter
thrilled by the birth
of the new song.

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.

IdEgo

Dreams, desires, id and ego.