dark clouds...you hang about the mists of my mind
 I desire  smiles and sun....
you shall not win today...


Snippets of poetry......


I inhale the sweet breeze that comes from thy mouth

I contemplate thy beauty everyday

It is my desire to hear thy lovely voice; like the north wind's whiff

Love will rejuvenate my limbs

Give me thy hands that hold my Soul

I shall embrace and live by it

Call me by name again, again forever

and never will it sound without response.

Prayer to Smenkhkare from Meritaten....(Smenkhkare was Tutankhamun's brother)