A Brush with Death

Can you see that closet, just behind that door? That is my world now, with all the ghosts. It is dark and gloomy with all the lost hope, With black curtains, to drape me in their dope.   I sit there in denial, on the existence of that evening Echoes of me drowning and whining.… Continue reading A Brush with Death

Esoteric Soul.

Are you certain that the path upon which you place your feet every day is true to the soul and its intentions? Do you have a beacon of guiding light in your life? Are you sure about the actions you take every day? Are you certain, every time you take a decision? I envy all… Continue reading Esoteric Soul.