A new interest turned into a passion.

It emerged into an obligatory

Form of expression.

It is most certainly, my new found discovery.


They, who I have known for so long,

Started to have meaning.

They are WYSE and strong

& suddenly, nothing, started becoming something.


Words, words, & more words,

Together they tell a story.

They can be written forward or backwards

But in what ever way, they are forever worthy.


Through writing, pain could cease

Sadness could disappear

Happiness could release

And dreams could rule the atmosphere.


They emerge at times from the tip of a pen, or by tapping some keys or even engraved in one’s skin…what ever shape, they carry deep significance. It is my only way, to empty my mind, to acknowledge my heart… It is the need to simply write.