I am a man in my fifties. I grew up in a small town in the 1970’s and 80’s. It is now a big city in itself...
There was once a swallow whom spring followed all around. If he traveled north, the flowers would bloom. If...
Out in the great African lake there was once a little bird that found itself all alone among all the other...
The grass was a splendid rich green carpet all over the valleys and fields all summer long. It was the...
It was a bright and starless night. The full round moon shone in brilliance above in the sky. It shined its...
The girl was born in the love of a man and a woman. They loved their little girl dearly and always held her...
THE SOUL'S THREAD To find the hidden roots of the Soul, And trace the path where selfhood runs,...
The Essence of Poetry: Beyond the Cover Poetry, at its core, is more than just words on a page; it...
Saffron Echoes The Alchemical Orange The poet has many colors in their palette, but few...
SYNOPSIS In the vast realm of literature, the exploration of women's roles and narratives has been...
A lifetime of deep Freudian analysis (courtesy Meryl – no not Streep - last name unknown) resulted and...
I pray that whoever reads what follows will lend to me neither condemnation nor pity, but only patience,...
How a happy go lucky boy became an anger re: old man and exhibited profound and visibly noticeable...
Elena picks up her shawl, draping it around her shoulders. Her gray braid hangs down her back to her waist...
I smell blood and sweat in the air. Heavy footsteps approach as I nervously swallow hard. The iron...
Feedback Reviews of my first THREE BOOKS co-penned with Dr. Cijo Jospeh Chennelil 1....
