A black leather wraps her. She huddles up in the shadow shouting out her presence. She is hidden. They will not find her   untill...

I am searching through my thoughts For a little spark to write on a little spark to help me dream on to give this life a reason ...

Come play with me Why should you run through the shaking trees As though I ' d a gun To kill you? when all I would do Is to sc...

I am in need of a music that could soothe my heart, that could flow over my quivering finger over my tranquil lips. A melody s...

India has a wealth of traditional knowledge and resources. How shall we protect them from infringement and theft? The Traditional Knowledge...

On a horrid summer's day I secluded myself away Only to be drawn out to the light by nature at play A Butterfly sailed peacefull...

As I watch the sun fading away and merging with the ocean to fill the seashore with light I begin to take stock and prepare to leave...