June 6, 2020 Tanya C

I have great faith in fools – self-confidence my friends will call it.

May 20, 2020 Tanya C

The best things in life make you sweaty.

May 13, 2020 Tanya C

Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.

February 28, 2020 Tanya C

With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.

January 5, 2020 Tanya C

Invisible things are the only realities.

December 14, 2019 Tanya C

You call it hope — that fire of fire!It is but agony of desire.

August 30, 2019 Tanya C

To elevate the soul, poetry is necessary.

August 19, 2019 Tanya C

Mysteries force a man to think, and so injure his health.

July 15, 2019 Tanya C

Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.

July 15, 2019 Tanya C

Lord help my poor soul.

June 15, 2019 Tanya C

Even in the grave, all is not lost.

April 20, 2019 Tanya C

Blood was its Avatar and its seal.