Love is…

Only a fool believes Love is weakness or strength, exclusively. ​The bane of one’s existence, Blinded by rays of false security, Without admitting it dictates strength, When selfless and honest. Only a fool believes Love can only be between lovers. ​To remember a special moment And occasionally spoil another, To look back after an argumentContinueContinue reading “Love is…”

Little Boy Pride

Little Boy Pride Makes a name in vain, Eyed by cohorts of envy And classes of shallow lamenters. In rooms of achievement, Silent sneers concealed By his Shadow – Expectation fueled his desire. Anglican choir; still sins remain, Peaks of misgivings And Pride’s bane. Girls’ eyes glint of curiosity, Puppets of greed for stability ToContinueContinue reading “Little Boy Pride”