A poem written while admiring the curves and contours of a seashell.

You broke my heart just for fun.

What good is a heart
With n o chamber of love …

Pearl haiku.

The following two poems were quickly composed while sitting on a park bench on a pleasant summer morning.

And all that is left of humanity is the ghost in the shell.

Everyone has some sort of struggle that happens within themselves.

..a poem.

DREAMS IN HAND.

We are all special…

Poetry (Haiku)