Some new writings, a breakaway from my usual style and fare.
Custom harvesters, seasonally, pack up gear, load their big expensive machines, and travel interstate to bring in the harvests (mostly wheat) of other farmers. It is an impressive sight.
I believe that eyes are the most beautiful part of human and that they reflect a lot about the person
This poem is about the changes that occur when a relationship ends, whether it is marriage or whatever. The changes can be slow but they are necessary.
A poem about the heat growing up in Texas and my first kiss.
This poem is about being alone and wondering if you really have a soul mate and, if so, where is that soul mate.
A page where a stream of poem runs in the body creating goosebumps, motivating you in life,a feeling of being loved and loving others to get nurtured in our genes and standing ahead in the long run shattering all the hurdles and standing under the spotlight.