This Poem speaks about the fact that the act of holding hands does not happen very much anymore. No one seems to miss it because we have substituted electronic devices for the touch of the hand. Hope you'll enjoy this.

Belief

Jun 2nd, 2020 18m 20s

Belief in the world around us is not easy anymore. We find it difficult to believe so much of what we used to know to be true has disappeared. My last bastion of belief is in God alone.

Are You Alone

Jun 2nd, 2020 22m 34s

This poem is I believe one of the first that I expressed my poetry toward the Erectile & Sexual Dysfunction we all are called to deal with at some time or the other. It is a journey that went through and during that time I found that writing t

A Girl

Jun 2nd, 2020 17m 39s

As the title may be a giveaway, let me confirm that it is. It is about that girl. Some girl in the recesses of your mind. This should be a fun read as you probably already know how this goes. Enjoy.

A Boy

Jun 2nd, 2020 20m 27s

As the title may be a giveaway, let me confirm that it is. It is about that Boy. Some boy in the recesses of your mind. This should be a fun read as you probably already know how this goes. Enjoy.