Posted in In Dedication..., Poems - A Collection of Expressions

Our Sins

See, but with the eyes of the Soul;

Perceive, but with the innocence of the child.

Listen, but to the voice of a whisper;

Sense, all but what hides ‘neath closed blinds.

A work of art that deserves to be read! Amit Rahman, I applaud you.

If the following poem makes you wonder about my religion, you can find it in About Me.      The day was humid and sweltering hot. Probably, far off south a depression churned in wild rage against o…

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An avid reader, thinker, daydreamer and listener. I like black cats and warm rain and fast cars. And oh yes, I quite like to write too!!

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