Hope

Dawn is that most hopeful hour
When the sun wakes every flower
Drawing back the quilts of night
While softly kissing the blooms with light
Then whispering, as if to say,
"Take my gift -- a brand new day.."

i firmly believe that fiction writing is more powerful than realism. what can be captured by imagination is not realistically fathomable. any comments??

Sitting by the sea side,
I witnesses two scenes
On one side,
were a score of towering buildings
Silhouetted against the dusky sky
Each trying to make place for itself
Racing to touch the clouds
Then I turned to the other side
The grey waters below the orange sky
Stretching as far as my vision stopped
And my imagination grew
Till I saw a faint glimmer of a ship
Voyaging deep into the sea
I like this one better, I thought
And then I realized
That my journey was not to be
on the fast tracks of life
But on the roads less traveled…….

I am a woman
In love with a woman
They tell me it’s a farce
Its wrong, unholy, abnormal
They mock me,
Ridicule me
Curse me
But she still loves me
Warm and tender
And when I feel her touch
I feel a natural urge
I feel alive and gay
Is it wrong to love a woman?
Who brightens my days
And comforts my nights
And gives me the joy
Of a different love
So mock me
Ridicule me
Curse me
But I cannot pretend
And I say it with my head held high
I am a woman
In love with a woman




Appreciate what is unique in you and in others
Change mindsets, change lives…..