1Castles And Dungeons In The Sky » Memoir and manifesto, a two part poem. It makes more sense when both are read. I wrote this a few days before Valentines. That particular time when, at least for me, all the memories of love come at me like a flood - the good, the bad, the what-ifs. Love is magic, let's learn its art and perhaps cast some spells on our sullen world.

5The Girl Outside My Window This poem is for the girl I encountered one cold winter night. I heard her crying in the alleyway as I lied on my studio floor, succumbed to my own lonely thoughts. For a few brief moments our tears were shared. Our exchange was humbling. Where ever you are, I pray you've found shelter from the lonely streets and i pray your nights are much less bleak..

6 A Call To Passion Cause our greatest responsibility is to experience our lives through on-going creation. Even if you're not an artist or a writer, your words and actions are powerful forms of creation. In every moment we're in the process of deciding who we are. Acts of compassion and love can truly transform peoples lives. Don't ever question your importance or your strength. Transcend.. Evolve..

2 A Pain Concealed I wrote this for a friend who's going through a rough time in her life. Though no one can truly claim to have walked in someone else's shoes, we're all vulnerable to the human condition. Isolation and despair inevitably touches each of us. Some more than others. But like the yin and the yang, surrendering to the pain can allow us to find peace and comfort. This too shall pass..

6 Till then Honest friendships are so damn rare. It's why i cherish them over everything. I've had to let go of quite a few over the years. Some, many years ago. Others, very recently. To a few i never even got to say goodbye. They simply chose to vanish. I'm not exaggerating when i say that losing a friend grips and strains my heart. It's painful. May our paths cross again one day..

5 What i fear Somedays i feel like i'm on the brink of really getting to know a person. Then somedays i'll feel like we're worlds apart. That alienation really gets to me and bothers me. Sometimes I feel like such an outsider with people i should feel comfortable with. Know what i mean?

2 Comfortably numb Yeah, I was listening to Pink Floyd when i wrote this last night. It was the title of their song that caught my attention though. "Comfortably Numb". It reminded me of how I try to feel, or not feel, whenever i attempt to meditate or pray, which i haven't done in a while, shame on me. And the candle light in my room was casting dancing shadows on my ceiling.

5 Deja vu I wrote this poem years ago when sh*t hit the fan and everything sucked, day in and day out. I have no idea where i put the original so it took me the better part of an hour to remember it again. lol