Based on seeing a glass of red wine.

Life’s troubles can be unbearable but there are little ones about which we may complain, particularly when they appear and soon disappear. Now and then, we tend to become overly-anxious and worry too much, when such troubles are considered to be trifling.

A song/poem about the great website Stumbleupon.

Chapter Two.

Many a time, we think that our endeavors are limited and the goal unachievable,
when, in fact, the way remains wide open, if only the spirit is willing.

Life is altogether riddled with questions and answers, many of which are contradictory and/or enigmatic.

This poem lets you into the private world of a mind under relentless torment and endless traffic, that sways me away from my creative destiny. Will I be free?

Poem about nothing.

The saying, "Patience is the mother of virtue," is, indeed, so significant that it is applicable to practically all walks of life.

This began life as a comment on Kheng’s work
http://www.authspot.com/Poetry/Twitter-Stumble-and-Digg.682173.