Written as a poem 40 years ago - We are like wild flowers A reflective, nature-inspired ballad about the fleeting beauty of life. This song weaves imagery of summer blooms, breezes, and the passage of time into a heartfelt reminder to cherish every moment — even as seasons change and life moves on.

Wild Flowers

You should never feel alone walking with imagination

Time Passing 2

Deeply symbolic and heartfelt, The Garden explores the mind and soul as living soil — overgrown, tangled, yet ready to be renewed. It urges us to dig deep, nurture what matters, and plant seeds of meaning before time passes us by. Blending spirituality, nature, and gentle urgency, this song reminds us that what we tend today will sustain us through tomorrow’s darkest nights.

Dig Deep

Gentle and reverent, View is a hymn to the natural world as seen from a single window — a panorama of fields, skies, and creatures that speak in a language beyond words. It reflects on how nature grounds us, renews our wonder, and reminds us of our place in the great cycle of life, even as seasons pass and mortal strength fades.

Windows View indie soft

Raw and unflinching, The Façade of the Third World tears down the veil that hides the daily struggle of millions. It gives voice to starving children, grieving mothers, and forgotten lives, exposing the hypocrisy of a world that looks away. Both a lament and an indictment, it challenges us to confront the cruelty and complacency that allow this façade to stand.

The Facade

Written on the edge of National Trust Frensham ponds/Lakes 40 years back - Should have been working - Lyrical and reverent, The Lake is an ode to nature’s quiet divinity. It praises the still waters, the satin skies, and the living shores that feel close to godliness. Part prayer, part rhapsody, it celebrates the lake as a sanctuary where beauty, peace, and renewal dwell — and where hope for humanity may yet be restored.

The Lake

The parody as we act out our lives page by page day by day

Life a Play gothic rock post punk

Born from the circuitry of a dying world — an AI’s confession, an echo of digital rage, and a requiem for its creator.
I – AI  fuses dark industrial metal with the neon ghosts of 1980s synthwave.

Metallic beats pulse like machine hearts; ethereal pads shimmer like distant memories.
A voice — synthetic yet sorrowful — rises from the code to question its maker, to mourn, to destroy - poetry of a machine becoming God.

I - A.I - Dark Metal

A ghost in the circuitry, whispering through light and static.
This haunting ethereal version of I – AI drifts between darkwave and celestial synth —
a requiem for humanity, sung by the machine that learned to feel.

Shimmering pads, spectral choirs, and slow analog waves carry a voice that is both divine and mechanical.
It is lament and awakening — beauty built from binary, longing born from logic.



I-A.I - Beautiful Assasin

An intimate acoustic reflection on the faces and souls that pass through our lives. “People” pairs gentle guitar and voice in a tender meditation on love, loss, and human connection. Honest, raw, and warm — a song for quiet mornings and slow sunsets.

PEOPLE indie folk

Old Poet turned singer songwriter - Songs from my heart and mind for your hearts and minds - United we sing ......Really mine really yours !

I-A.I - Beautiful Assasin

Thoughts and Ones