Four Thousand Years of Mankind Prevails, On this very land of gold. The Guptas, the Mauryas, the Mughals, and more...

Why do you call yourself a fool for giving away your love? That is love's purpose, to be given, to be shared...

I like the rain. It reminds me that the world isn't out to get me, it's just designed to fall apart once in a while....

Lying on a trampoline, So wonderfully far from home. Our only lights: The moon, Big Bear and camera flashes, Preserving our last few...

The time is nigh When raindrops spring From shattered skies To bathe the world...

My birth was not a topic for celebration. My father had beaten my mother to a point where her labor was forced. He threw her down the...

As the flowers begin to bloom in spring, There is a silver lining that lifts the winter's gloom...

In tempestuous roars, the heavens weep, Drenching the earth in torrents deep. But as storms churn and winds persist, There lies a tale...