The Cynic

There are bright days, and there are bleak days in life. But there also comes a point of reflection. When you begin to reflect, it becomes easier to decipher who you are, you begin to gain clarity regarding your approach and perspective. Given, that with life, with time, perspective changes, there are shifts, bumps, retreats, and leaps. Here are a few of my poems which were written during two different points of time--- there is a slight shift in perspective, but the means of expression remains the same.

Poetry.

A simple word, but it has so much weight in it, so many layers and complexities. The poems can mean many things at once to one reader, only one thing to another, or can have no meaning at all to some. Why don't you read, and decide?