Oh Jack

Whatever did you do

To make Jill push you

Down that hill?

Don’t say nothing

Only the truth

Will keep your neck unbroken

On your next trip

Down that hill

True Love

I’ve fallen enough

To know

This is climbing

It’s crumbling

Aging unlike wine

Soon it won’t even exist

Everything tastes yummy

Before it hits my tummy

Thoughts and writings reflecting the poet within and the activist

Storytelling.

The Intoxicating Breath of Heaven

Poetry, fiction

The only impossible journey in life is you never begin!! ~Tanvir Kaur

Let the words flow.

An introvert with a beautiful mind.

A blog dedicated to the joy and adventure of thinking (and often spiced with humor).