thoughtsgather

A space for my words to meander.

confessions are self-serving

Life somehow is chasing rainbows with a stranger; with that, you'll never be lonely.

With a Challenger-deep Sentiments

Words are beautiful beyond meanings

Novelist, Poet, Wordsmith

weird alien 👽

the literary asylum

Understanding someone’s way with words isn’t as simple as you think.

Talk Books. Drink Coffee.

WITHIN ARE PIECES OF ME

Poetry from an English Hart

.......is writing

Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.

Occasional Musing

Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.

Because poetry. And petals.