At times in the corridors of our mind,

to discuss our workplay, book, stories and poems.We read aloud our every wordgood, bad, indifferent heard.Help is offered tofor those in need, maybe me, maybe you.Subjects are abound to usfor our every need;titles also interest usand their lore to lead.Oh our meeting mean much morethan just a talk of wordsfor somewhere deep within thema cry…

They pluck someone up who is unknownand make their dreams come true.You will never who they beuntil they choose you.9 January 2009

when someone says.“You flies are flying half-mast.”That someone who says itis always someone of the opposite sex.It is never a nudge and a winkfrom one of your friendsso you can hide yourself to do up your zip.It has to be a member of the opposite sex.They must stand outside the toiletjust waiting for someone to…

that came to his mind.He never watched time,for him therewas no time.He wrote stories of love,of mystery and suspense.He wrote of everythingthat popped into his head.He was not a lonely personas his characters kept him company.He wrote thingsfor every writing sphere,but there was one thinghe could not writewhich may come as a surpriseto everyone.He could…

so when it came to going to the airportfor my holidays I went posh and in style.Just imagine having a white stretched limousinecome to your door to whisk you away to your flight.You cannot get much posher than that.I bet our neighbours thought we had won the lotterywhen they saw us with our suitcases go…

After loving you for so long,it would be too much to bear.As the invitation slips through my fingers,I remember how your love slipped away,so I am sending back you invitation,the invitation for your wedding day.I don’t think you will miss me,as he will be holding you tight.I will only bring back bad memoriesand you wouldn’t…