What's a rainy daywithout some deliciouscoffee-flavoured loneliness?

some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.

...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.

there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, sometimesdwindledisappeardieand are rebornwhen you smile again.

it was the kind of moonthat I would want to send back to my ancestorsand gift to my descendantsso they know that I too, have been bruised...by beauty.

because some thingssometimesaren't ours to hold, but just beautiful to listen to.

i'm glad to be alive in a world wherehis gently awakening eyesnourish the morning sun.

and the afterglow...of your gaze...is the onlysweater that I need.

there is some achingthat will only heal...in the mosque of sleep.

i want to stay curled and cosiedand chocolated....foreverin my mother’s arms.

leave me some musicthat’s chocolate for the heart.

You may only get this one life – but lived free of submissive reverence – that is still a thing of rampant beauty.

I don't let birdies and pars get in the way of having a good time

The longer a nation's history, the more wars, invasions, wanderings, and periods of captivity it has seen-the greater the diversity of its faces.

Next to grace, I bet God thinks making us need each other was one of His best ideas.

I believe that the first 8 years are most important and the time in a child's life when parents must be absolutely and completely present.

The child is innocence and forgetting, a new beginning, a game, a wheel rolling on its own, a prime movement, a sacred Yes.

I would have rebelled against parental authority, no matter what. When I was 15, I started painting my face and making my own clothes.

If I had to depend on what I actually get from sales, I'd be tending bar between sets.

Men are taught to apologize for their weaknesses, women for their strengths.

It's wrenching enough to lose the man who is your lover, your companion, your best friend, the father of your children, without losing yourself as well.