Professor in Mathematics and Computing. Specialist in Computer Science. Magister and Doctor in Educational Sciences, Planning. Announcer. Diploma in Creative Writing. He has ventured into music, theater, radio and television. Some of his works have been published in anthologies and magazines. He has received international awards in poetry, dramaturgy and narrative. In favor of writing, music, computing, mathematics and beauty.
allow me this privilege of seeing you in , the unlit room in a chilly night, alone and guiltless, as night unmask your face, assumed Venus in the cowl shawl, splendor on the door it would admit, the dream of
Of all things sentimental. She came through the door wearing a suit of armor. The door closed behind her with a rattle and tick of swaying arms. With rust around her eyes she longed to be melted down. A drop
For ages, her life has been A journey of endless strife Most of the times unrecognised Generation after generation Beautiful as a part of nature itself In whose lap she is born and brought up She grows up to attain
She is the first and last woman; Her hair is one thousand color waterfalls, nature briefed in her two almond eyes, her eyebrows two gardens riding on astonishment whispers, her cheeks two apples rolling down from Paradise always fleeing away