A sequel to Metamorphosis. Same story, only taken up by different thread.

Will what is in our heads and hearts ever become a reality? Questions, questions...

Couplets are one of the oldest types of poetic expression, the bread and butter the greatest of the Arabic poets. I seek to aspire to such masters, except that my poems are not in Arabic...

Musings of an insane person. Or not...

This really isn't depressing at all... Source: sherlockstrange

A poem about falling slowly into the heart of Hoth (for you Star Wars fans). Otherwise, it's a cold pit of frostbite.

Haiku set for loneliness. Beware: Pathetic stuff ahead, but its too often true!

I hope everyone finds this as beautiful as I do. Try to see the poem. It'll help.

What if, just as there is a world below the clouds, there were a world above them?

The occasional overconfidence of the idea-filled extrovert. For the outspoken ones, like me, here you are.

Haiku for a particular brand of extroversion. This one is for those who don't always feel like talking.

I wrote this series of Haiku for extroverts. This is part one.

For all the forested roads we travel on...

Do you dream of lifting off?

For those who want to forget. Anything to stop the pain...

A haiku for those who sleep in bedrooms facing east...

If only we could dive through the earth, if only it parted before us like water...

Even deep in the dark, our hearts can have light.

Do any of us have the courage to look inside ourselves? Then stand, one and all. This one's for you.