Don't look down

Eat your breakfast before it gets cold

Online dating? Me? Never ..

'Would like to meet' ..

The window

I opened the frosted window and let the cold air blast my face. Little water droplets brushed my cheeks as the slowly turned red.

Prayer and Trust

Prayer and trust P K Routray In God do we have any trust? Unflinching, unwavering as is it must? To atheist and to theist both we may ask to reply with oath.

Anti-SAD-ness

The sad day before the clock go back..... and glorious end.
Cherry

Modern Romance

It will start with a kiss. There will have been alcohol involved and probably a few earlier occasions where you wanted to kiss me but couldn’t summon the courage. This time I initiated it.

Night hairs the tread of stars

i do not know what to say the whirrlled is overly complex, a spider web constructed deconstrued by a Spider. i want to tell you about koreans who work so hard but hardly know their children

Small Town Gigolo

Raise a glass ladies, or, maybe a leg To the man who lived and died by the keg Stout of heart, and of trouser, was he The small town gigolo, foot loose and fancy free

I Dream

Billy has to get eats at the Food Bank and he’s shy about that – sometimes I go with him
Poem of the week

Bath Night

White-washed brick flakes sharp shards like soap. Furrowed. A brackish stain all that remains of the nail where it hung through three-day weeks. Stoppages.

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