Momma the best
He holds my hand in his Gently kneading The gaze beseeching A slow smile spreading Melting my determined heart Cleansing …
Tag Archives: poetry
No clue
So evident an illusion, tragic but true but why the conviction she has no clue… – Shail Mohan (April 2011) …
Love and Tripe
A friend to me: I know I should not be saying this To a diehard romantic like you O Miss …
Bigotry
With lightning speed it spreads contaminating each and every cell like an epidemic of epic proportions subduing reason igniting passion …
Foto Friday 10
…..with an entry for the 3 Word Wednesday as well The crow On the oleander the lone crow in loud …
Shail's Nest 