Here I am on October 14, 2021 ever so desperately trying to regain any remaining dignity to my utterly pathetic life full of a serious of self inflicted fuck ups spanning more than 3 decades. The

Dear Ameer Gibran KhanIt has been 6,683 days since Allah blessed us with this gift (you). You were our first baby and will always hold a very special place in our hearts.  Now I am going to do my

Dedicated to: Seena Arsala (My

Privileged Lovers The moon has become a dancerat this festival of love.This dance of light,This sacred blessing,This divine love,beckons usto a world beyondonly lovers can seewith their eyes of fiery

Straight-jacket memories Of those morphine flavored nights These tears of blood can almost sedate the scarred and maimed souls Desperate cries from the voiceless, forgotten children Are befallen upon