Writers Pouch

Did you ever stay awake at night filled with anxiety observing humans exploit our world?

While many say a broken soul needs time to heal without the right person, it is impossible to happen.

The covid pandemic hit the doctors so severely that each shift could be the last time they see a patient.

To watch age deteriorate and weaken the strongest persons you’ve known, is never easy.

Individuals filled with greed deflect introspection of their actions and even defend them.

Individuals who seem to be radically different in life are in reality more alike than they think.

Are whispers always bad? How about murmurs? Could they even be remotely positive? What if they are?

The human instinct to see a scary future is undoubtedly terrifying, especially when facing their nemesis.

This reflective poem explores the moment of awakening to one’s own existence and the interconnectedness of all life.

Enthralled by the presence of the love of his life, a romantic jots down his enchanting experience, relishing her beauty.

Sometimes, all one needs is purpose. Life without one is lost in the abyss. Often out of ignorance and seldom out of knowledge.