• English Poetry

    An Ode… To Those Who Believed

    It's not easy to walk a different path To set off on a journey where questions abound The doubts they flourish when you are stepping onto roads That are foreseeably bumpy, uncharted, even inexistent Risking it all doesn’t mean absence of fear The clock is your enemy and the mirror isn’t your friend When you have only yourself to blame and to rely When there are no maps or guiding stars in the sky Tis the believers who hold the torch For the explorers on their onward march No birds ever flew without the wind beneath their wings It is their belief that fuels the hope each passing day brings

  • English Poetry

    Forever Indebted

    For caressing my curiosity beyond a tome For creating a home away from home For helping me get up after a fall For pushing me to give it my all For encouraging thought and creativity For ignoring acts of teenage proclivity For the angry glare and timely reprimand For simply saying “I understand” For making sure I became the best version of me For I couldn’t have made it this far had you just let me be

  • English Poetry

    Mother

    I walk alone Trying to find a way back home I look for a landmark Yet I keep coming back to the start I am tired and strained The sights and sounds seem unfamiliar The shadows grow longer I am scared and frightened I see a light shining in the distance I open my eyes Yes, I am home A loving touch A hand runs its fingers through my hair It's you mother I am comforted by your tender loving care

  • English Poetry

    The Perfect Circle

    I pen these lines to say ‘Thank You’ on what my little one says is Friendship DayThere are indeed things to express and today’s as good as any other dayAlways maintained and truly believe that friends are the family one can chooseOur most potent weapons always ready at our behest to convince, corrupt or confuseTo all the friends who befriended me or I ever madeAt work, the university, the neighbourhood or first gradeClose or distant so many of you have had a role to playIn shaping me into the person I am from the proverbial clayTo those who really don’t fit the classical definition of a friendThe ones that are…

  • English Poetry

    Wish…Come True!

    I wake up in the morning I see your face before me I close my eyes and open them again Making sure I'm not dreaming I mumble a prayer and thank the power above All our years together in a moment flash by A smile spreads on my face I realise what I have in front of me Is all that I ever wanted love to be A constant companion, a partner in all my crimes What I see is my wish…come true!