My love is not…
My love for you is not like petals, soft and frail it’s not nocturnal like the attar-scented lips of youth No,my love is not the rose’s bloom. My love for […]
My love for you is not like petals, soft and frail it’s not nocturnal like the attar-scented lips of youth No,my love is not the rose’s bloom. My love for […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku, Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff