*I dedicate this poem to Dimples, my friend's...
It will do no good...

We hear on the news, the Church is burning.
on a Sunday morning...

There she goes...
there she goes again...

The Day The Music Died
Oh was it such a long time ago...

Would you like to hear
the dream I built for you...

The Ending Venture
-This is a very old poem of mine that I had notice...

I remember those times, the memories
when we together, as u put it 'together forever...

I wish my life was a piece of art
Because art is hung...

The Lamb
I lied in the grass...

The Last March of the Broken and the Damned
The marching band's drums beat...

I am yet a mystery to the world!
But the never-ending song goes ever on...

Crying of a broken heart
theres only one person i can call...