Nirvana (Only 1 photographic art and 1 written work will be accepted per day )

Gently the night falls
Softly the moon smiles
Slowly the tears fall
Lonely my heart breaks
Brightly the day bursts
Clamly the sleep fades
Empty my soul feels
Lonely my heart breaks

Su…

"Coffee is scraped knuckles and bum luck; tea is an extended pinkie and inherited wealth. there’s nothing similar between us…"

used her feminine

cunning to keep one step ahead

of the pack

TOO MUCH SPECULATION,
NOT ENOUGH RELAXATION!
TOO MANY FALSE PROPHETS.
TOO MANY PHILOSOPHERS AND GURUS!
TOO MUCH VERBOSITY AND POMPOSITY,
NOT ENOUGH TRUTH AND REALITY.

PSEUDO-INTELLECTUA…

RED BUBBLES FLOATING

IN THIS CYBER UNIVERSE.

EACH ONE SO UNIQUE!

WORLDS OF CREATIVITY.

YOU INSPIRE ME AND TEACH ME!

perish the thought
violated a taboo
advice fell on deaf ears
forbidden fruit knocked the socks off
so far I refused to nail my colours to the mast

Hold me close eternally
faith
my love
dawn of joy
birds echo
match to the fire in my soul
the scorching/gentle
vibrant orange-crimson/softly-pink sunset
never blank
shifts with…

A Comforting sigh
Reaches across the table
I look away

With infinite slowness,
the warm and sticky sweetness
of your love enveloped my being.

Every beginning has to end,
Like every start has to stop,
Too much pain for you to take
Weak and fragile, slowly you break,
Icy cold and pitch black is the very sign of nearing END,
DEATH…

crawling through
the inner mire
clogged in glue
stuck to past
overdue for release
the spirit nymph
cries ‘set me free’
to touch my centre
to venture on the riverways
hum the inner …

Into the misty mountains the voyage seems to be everything I was expecting. Before my departure I was warned. I was told without a tongue-held that I would not be conversant with this journey…

He sits in the darkness
Staring into the nothingness that surrounds him
Feeling, knowing it’s the end
In the dark there is no object, no walls or curtains
just him and darkness
He shuts hi…

Simply a freckle-faced kid, more than from scathings but inborn faith,
hearing in silence, the beckoning, kept climbing.
And too in silence one’s early years; back come the moments
in cycli…

Simply by grace a blank canvas
not to set a scene
no image to be found
no distraction honour bound for thought
provoking fallings
out from science plans
to take a steady longing strea…

THE DEVIL HAS A GARDEN
FILLED WITH NOXIOUS WEEDS.
THERE’S ONE HE CALLS BIN LADEN.
HE LOVES ITS’ DEADLY SEEDS.

HE USED TO TEND AN APPLE TREE,
SO VERY LONG AGO.
NOW WEED…

Ode to the many sweet dreams
That saunter on November chills
The children are gifts like smiles
The wash between sun and downy leaf
So falling bliss hits are the eyes

In ho…

Daddy..
Father..
Padre..

Words I wish I could say once with real sincerity and love;
Say it once without being forced to say it by others or circumstances.
Someone that I wish had brough…