Cold Coffee

The sun has returned from its hiatus and gleams on the front of cars And it makes me miss you, cos you are summer to me, you remind me of fresh white linen and sun blazing through the blinds, fruit juice on those lazy mornings, my eyes open just to see your cute sleepyness when I…

Streets in the Sky

The old building stands tall but gloomy instead of majestic like it once promised. An architect’s vision turned in to a reality granting him success. It was supposed to be revolutionary, ahead of its time. There was a generation that once described it as paradise. The grass once looked green and the sky was once…