I do not know whether to be glad or sad...

Allot wonder
Why a book...

Am caught up in the middle
Amidst the fire and the riddle...

Safe and sound
Held in your arms...

I somtimes fail to witness
the beauty Surrounding me...

To loose my self
In my own thoughts...

Feeling so down
Feeling so low...

To be
Or not to be...

Sitting alone on the beach
The breeze playing with my hair...

As I lay down on bed
My mind wanders away...

Dear love
Pardon me if words of love...

Promises
Mere words...