Candle light ghosts,
everyone holds...

Let the river flow
only clean water is good for drinking...

Yes.
We were lover...

Ineffable,
surreptitious, pathway to seraglio...

I suffer from insomnia
but in moments I dream...

With a cold breathe I stare,
As the beauty of the night disappear...

When the clouds rolled,
the raindrops formed...

Forgive me lord,
for I have seen...

I looked deep and straight into my own eyes
where the reflection of my childhood hanged in the...

I am,
but a mere mortal...

What will it take,
for my poems in contest winners to have a place...

I would write of African
not as a continent...