What A Year

Welcome to my latest mixed bag of written pieces, including poems, short stories, and ramblings, or poetic oddities, as I like to call them
I watch and observe. I comment. I dream. I see the past, the present, and maybe the future
I tend to write as soon as an idea pops into my head, whatever the time. Then I eventually assemble the pieces into a disorderly order.
What do you expect from a Libra? We are the most disorganised organised people on the planet. We love life, we love love, we hate injustice. We are indeed quite fragile creatures by nature. Naturally, most of our friends won't ever believe that. Please do enjoy this collection, and feel free to contact me.