Yesterday,  as I strolled within the park. I saw a couple, lovingly embrace. They were enveloped in so much love. Such joy and warmth within

Not long ago within your dwelling No joy, no warmth was to be found Only shadows remained within Shadows waiting to torment you nightly The

Her perspective:   The Every Changing Path   I arose one day Unbeknownst to me My path had changed Not knowing, when or why I

I find myself beginning a new phase of life. I am now living alone for the very first time, in all my life. I have

  New Version:   Two ships traveling past each other. Unaware of the other in the dense fog. Continuing on their journey in the murky

Final Version:   I have not given up on you and I as “us”. I remain here by your side. You know me better than

If I am water I am all the oceans   If I am water I am all the seas   If I am water I

When, I think about you and I as “Us”. I feel such a wave of emotion. You take my breath away. My passion rises at

I am but a simple soul. When I love, I love only one way. I love truly, deeply and completely. I know, no other way

Always expected to be strong. Never allowed to shed a tear. My pain and sorrow, I must not share. I must endure it all silently

It was only a matter of time before the “Empty nest” came to pass. After all, as parents it is our responsibility to do our

Like the moth to the flame Your affection drew me near Only to be scorched by you Time and time again The wounds getting deeper

Love is such an unruly mistress One day, she loves you deeply While the very next day becomes so vile No way to control her

I began my Saturday, by getting up at 11 am. Monday thru Friday, I wake up at 5 am, so on the weekends, I sleep

Life is stranger than fiction. I keep telling a friend of mine. One of these days, I might just write of all, I had to

I sit quietly in the shadows. Looking out the window. I see the weeping willow, swaying in the wind.   A distant voice I hear.

Bahareh Hedayat, es una estudiante activista Iraní, activista sobre los derechos de la mujer y parte de la campaña de Un Millón de Firmas Para

Well I finally did it! Many will recall a blog I had so long ago. In which I discussed having a tattoo done. It took

Souls clinging, one to the other Intertwining vines Wrapping and twirling Over and over Around and around Our leaves facing the sun Accepting sunshine Warmth

I still bear the mark upon my arm Branded upon me against my will Yet the memory is burned upon my mind The memory of

In the distance I see a bright shining star Whispering promises of peace I must beckon to its call   Long have I been a

 Part of the Arman series My heart is yours…, Love Letter In life there are certain things that will always come to be…. death, taxes,

Deep within the emptiness remains A reminder of what was No more to be relived Pain is so deep Cutting like a dagger Aching at

On September 9, 2010, I spent the last few minutes with my White Mustang. Who knew that it would be our last time together. I

I finally moved into my new place this weekend. It is such a major pain to move but it was a necessary evil.  After some