Poetry is our heart, our spirit, our soul. Call it whatever; without it, everything else is nothing but hardware.

Genuine art and business are the ultimate partnership toward catalyzing social evolution and well-being.

Fear plants the whisper to beware but doesn't look to see who's there.

It is interesting to note that poetry, a literary device whose very construct involves the use of words, is itself the word of choice by persons grasping to describe something so beautiful it is marvelously ineffable.

Poetry isn't an activity, it's a way life is lived.

Life is a canvas of many strokes where shades from different palettes meet into a picture so concrete that some forget it is their own, so become framed themselves.

If you were the sky, I would unfurl myself in you, as a rainbow of colors yet unseen. I would become oceans of stars in your night.