there they are
again
and again
fading in
fading out
those faces
these feelings
long buried
resurfacing
once twice more
Being Present for the Moment
Website storys
Illustration, Concept Art & Comics/Manga
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
An online activist from Bosnia and Herzegovina, based in Sarajevo, standing on the right side of the history - for free Palestine.
A place where I post unscripted, unedited, soulless rants of a insomniac madman
Finding Inspiration
Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
A virtual cabaret of songs, stories and questionable life choices.
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet and author by accident.
At Least Trying Too
A Journey of Spiritual Significance
Life in islamic point of view
Through the view point of camera...
L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
In Kate's World
She comes out of the rain in a silk dress
Leonard Durso 
they do have that tendency
Yes, they do, especially as one ages.
So true, so haunting to the heart.
Thank you, Ann.
The bane of my existence.
It can be, but also some of those faces/memories one does not want to forget.
I know–it seems I’m more frequently plagued by the negative. We all have our burdens–I’m grateful for the gift of poetry to help carry them.
The arts, in whatever form we choose, is usually our salvation.
Thank you for that ‘twice’ in the last line!! Wondeful.
Thank you once more.