Many times,I decided to pick up pen for raising voice against vice but didn’t get suitable ink of strength.Now,still I’m weak but inhaling breath of truth and my heart is stating this……….

Thoughts of sadness and reflection cross my mind after the death of one of my childrens friends. He was taken way to soon and by the hands of another.

James come home from the shops to the shock of his life!

A short detective story from San Francisco with a twist!

The crime scene a three story shit house.

This is a quick poem I did for a charity book for lost and murdered children which will be published soon.

This is about a little girl who was murdered in this area by her mother and step-father back when I was about eleven years old. I never knew her. I don’t know her face but she touched my heart back then and inspite the time that has past she has never left my thoughts. I hope she found peace in heaven.

A fictional story during the time of greek myths.

Rose was finally free from Chang’s control. Maung Ba assured her that she would be safe staying in his apartment and that he would do anything to protect her from harm. Soon thereafter the news that Chang was murdered served to reinforce her feeling of security, relieving her from the tension of being continually hounded.

A description of Jay-Z’s death.