: About Me

Age:32 yrs. old
Location:New Jersey, U.S.A

My passion is ...

Writing, singing, cooking

I know too much about ...

Unfair and unpleasant situations...unfortunately...lol

My parents always told me ...

"Dont say we didnt warn you"

My childhood ambition ...

To somehow make a difference

My favorite memory ...

Time spent with my family and friends...my son Caleb and my dog Timmy

Why I write ...

Because it brings out from inside what I am really trying to say but unable to

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Magazines, Cookbooks, American Idol and similar shows in India, East Indian songs and music

My first job ...

Working at a portrait studio

My best moment ...

When my son was born and I saw him for the first time

My inspiration ...

God of course...who else?

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Prayer

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A Young Civilian's Prayer The world is made up of so many, That there's just no way to count; They way it was in the beginning-it's So different now, there's no doubt. Every part of the world has its problems-a couple, a few, or so. Each day something new occurs and The results we'll never know. So many out there are starving, hoping for a loaf of bread; While on the other side there's always fighting and many people we find dead. There's no more peace in this nation; not one country is together, This life seems to drag on, going on forever and ever. Sometimes we find airplane crashes, eve...

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