Lagrima
If only a tear I could be...

Lo! The labyrinthine loneliness prevails
As an absurd allusion to discord...

The Poet
The poet's heart, by loneliness consumed...

History's Forgotten Past
The fragile existence sounds in the wind...

Meditation: Sonnet
In dark he stands, and asks about the unknown...

Upon the chords of dissonance,
Where all that exists is mere ignorance...

But hark! His heart so weakened was by age,
that soon it failed, writing thus Jack's last...

And so, in th'rainy morn of Christmas day
this Jack went out to walk, wasting away...

In London lived a lonely man named Jack,
whose eyes were painted gracefully with black...

"Life has no rehearsal, this is the real...
The childish Innocence that has faltered away...

The fire that devours its every obliteration
Creating wasteful memories of a bygone abstraction...

I cannot say in words how much I've loved
For words help not t'express the lover's wish...