Storm CloudsStorm clouds gathershiveringI close the windowfeeling the chill.Watching silent moviesI smooth my dishevelled hairstir my coffee now as co..
unplayable melodies remainunfinished symphonies refrainlove songs not yet sunga violin yet to be strunga sunflower who can't face the sunthe fair maid..
ShatteredThe weak flutterings of my broken heart lay scattered a million piecesas a broken priceless statueneeding to be glued back togetherbut not kn..
The TreeI chanced upon you one fateful daybathed in your glory for the whole world to see.The plunder all around you left you unfazed.As thunderous so..
The WhisperersThey are the weavers of daydreamsThe gypsies of your enquiring mindLeading you on paths to worlds unknown Sending your thoughts to heave..