Full Moon

    Scorned. Mourned. I can forgo. I can hate. I can spite. I can let go. Devotion. Affection. I can only do. For you on that evening; When the night is beaming. For you on a full moon; When you hurt me soon. Scorned. Mourned. On that full moon, I will never let go.

Poem for Zoe

I have a very heartbreaking story to tell. My youngest daughter who is 12 years old has a best friend of 6 years. Her name is Zoe. Zoe has been diagnosed with ovarian cancer (yes a 12-year-old girl with ovarian cancer).. she underwent surgery last February 2016. Unfortunately, her situation worsened since then. After severalContinue reading “Poem for Zoe”


    It’s daunted It’s haunted. There’s emptiness There’s sadness. Reminds of love So high above. I can be there forever we could be together. Its daunted, it’s haunted. “I’ll you see later… dad”   P.S. In loving memory of my dad who passed away years ago. I have been thinking of him lately and IContinue reading “Rendezvous”