A biography for Musehasn’t been written yet.
“Solace of Silencesurreal synapsesof a melancholy dronea dream per chanceshe dared not be alone...”
“Pour Into My Spirit...spread your arms around meconsole me and keep me close -wield your mighty swordto vanquish all my foes...”
“A Coy Aversion...a fluttertoo shyto be seen...”
“I ache not from need -but from my heart's gluttony of you.”
“Gratitude...here at home our faith dwindlespolitical division causes tensions to kindle -we should never forgetwho stands at the door -who shields us with armorand shall forever more...”
“I'd Drown For YouI opened my heart to youA complete immersionI offered my soul to youA heavenly diversion”
“PartingOne is strong, a child now grownThe other weak, a parent aged-The strong once feebleThe weak once mighty-Time, the infinityhas marked them...”
“Saturated Arrogance...she rebuked those about herin darkness did she dwella pathetic historyall mortal man would tell..”
“... ancient days of sorrowancient days of pain-heartaches of the pastslowly began to wane ...(from gleaning granules)”
“Tender Ember...Barred and brandedto be forever unlovedI was a tender emberseeking solace from above...”
“Depths of Friendship...under fathoms deepof dark and bitter coldan eerie oscillationreverberated brash and bold...”
“Do You Believe...on this road of lifeon this dayI take younow husband and wife...”
“They Served...reliving memoriesthat will not diegiving their allfor you and I -friends takenlives shaken...”
“Meadow's Waltz...the meadow had becomeher sanctuary of spiritoffering an escape from a painno child should ever endureforeboding clouds began...”
“Brahma and AiravataLong ago in lands of golden sandBrahma turned to Saraswatiand gently kissed her inked hand....”
“Don't waste your time or time will waste you.”
“I would write my tears, weeping out my pain - I would empty my veins for ink.”
“The Decision...I wiped my hands on my pinaforenow sullied and stainednot crisp or pressedas it had been before...”
“I cannot remember you when the rain flows down -I cannot remember youandmy heart begins to drown ...”
“White IrisThe iris danced acrossthe ancient Grecian skiesgliding with her embossedsatiny milken sides ...”