Whistling sounds of the sorrows,
The wind would pass through the morrows...
A Haiku Poem...
I am a person
I am here...
You deserve better
Than 2 am fights...
Black and white Gazette
So often still adds colour...
Sadness and pride
In my heart and in my eyes...
Trying to be calm
When all emotions run wild...
I think
that fostering a sense...
Life is like a bridge
When support's more important...
Call me the modern day desperado,
there's no bravado...
It's an unforgivable disgrace
that someone under the age of consent...
I knew these stones
From which they carved crosses...