Sometimes you think too hard

You can work too hard

Maybe you love too hard

Often you are hardly there

The bed is hard

Your heart is hard

Candy can be hard

Sleeping on a hard floor

Yep life can be hard

Hard knocks can be hard

My Words


I am just a hack who plays with words sometimes. There are far better writers, poets, composers of the written word than I am. Sometimes I am not even sure if I am doing it right. Thanks for liking my stuff but being in the company of some of you is very humbling.



Relationships are lovely, human, complex, necessary and strange. We need the company of others while we need to have our occasional solitude. We need to love and feel loved. Sometimes relationships define us but we also want our own identity. We have communal and individual ties that bind us. We seek romantic links with like minded souls. We are fearful of going it alone and will do whatever it takes to be with the one who we will love. Don’t worry, relationships will come, patience is a must.




I miss you

I miss me

I miss us

There are friends I miss

So many people who aren’t here

Who is there

Things done wrong

Mistakes of the past

Mystery makes me wonder

Sometimes we launch word missles

And never miss the target

Things I have had in my sights I have missed

Children of war, missing in action

Kids of the streets missing from their homes

Friends I miss, have gone on

Sometimes I wonder if they miss me

I wouldn’t miss now for the world

Missing persons we wonder where they are

We miss the mark

Perfect humans we are not

His forgiveness never misses

Miss you much



Change it’s a part of life

You find it in your pocket

Old gives way to new

Its about the times

People, places, faces in transition

Regeneration from one person to another

The seasons come and go

Growing in life and love

Coming into life and passing into death

It is a human thing

Technology getting better

Going from war into peace

Adapting and adopting

Its about you and its about me



Sometimes you just gotta wonder

Sometimes you shake your head

Sometimes life can hand you a raw deal

Sometimes you are blessed beyond measure

Sometimes people make mistakes

Sometimes they get away with doing horrible things.

Sometimes life doesn’t make sense

Sometimes you need to run away screaming

Sometimes we need a break

Sometimes its time to pack it in

Sometimes you want a fresh start



Paper brings you good news

It brings you pain

You can cut your skin with it

It tells you what you must pay

Paper can transform into different things

It can change your life

You can put your memories on it

It comes in many colors

You can exchange it for cool things

Paper is about your life

You can share your love with it

It can tell how much you hate

It’s what you work on

You can write on it

You can wrong with it

It will inform you

It will mislead you

Paper is our life