Cherry

Sweet Child Of Mine

Sweet Child of Mine

As The Trees Whisper

Awakening trees kept whispering good morning to each other and the ones sitting under them knew that they wouldn't be able to change fate.

Angels

‘Men, what we have here are merely dreamers,’ ‘When they jumped, they probably thought they’d fly.’

In Another Dimension - By Ian Paul Lambert

Showing the sometimes darker side of trying to start a community project, it depicts a man who tried to make a difference, failed miserably and decided to exact revenge and vengeance

One Night

It started my average Saturday night, though I’d never even heard of this place before.

Our Tree

I sit here with you, Replaying our shared mistakes, How much fun they were. The seed we planted Now winds its braches above Bearing a bittersweet yield. Fruit is meant to spoil,

My Little Bird

The evening kisses cool on the back of my neck. I huddle smaller despite the mildness of the breeze. My thoughts turn inward, abandoning civility as I forget to remember again.

I am old and retired

I am old and retired P K Routray As I've aged, I've become kinder to, and less critical of, myself. I've become my own friend. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world,
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I Believe in Angels

'...something good in everything I see...'

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