Tea has been my recent microcosm of life. I pour tea and my life flashes in front of me, In the form of tea. Boiling water on fresh...

Poem about time and commitments through the extended metaphor of home grown plants. Background song: 'Leaves from the vine' "There are...

A short poem about true freedom being rare and fleeting; but ironically that's what makes it worth it. True freedom is as rare as...

A poem about choices, unexpectedness and the fragility of human existence and knowledge on a celestial Northern night. Narration video...

My mother taught me only a fragment of femininity. As a young child in my formative years, I only saw her on weekends as per custody...

From the peaks of the Alps, to the depths in embrace with loved ones, to surrendering unanimously underneath a starlit night sky with a...

"I like tigers, although I used to like lions the most. Tigers need a bit of maturity to appreciate maybe... Lions are the king of the...

The dirt of life soils the pure. As is the way. Like so, so many, I have been in hiding. In our well built homes, to the city scape, to...

I can't help but surround myself with wise older people. They emanate this aura that immediately makes you trust them and open your ears....