My Tears reborn.
Sadness weaved in the fabric of my bone...
I sailed the ocean of thoughts,
Seeking words to describe you...
I am the son of the desert sand,
Where camels roam the Arid land...
My Last Letter to Erica:
Erica I love you...
A Letter to Erica:
How can I embrace you...
Walking the Roman Roads
Darkened mist uniting the young and old...
The tormented volcano erupts.
Thunderous clouds rain steel on the innocent...
I traveled the hills and valleys of my Fears.
Seeking the Demon of my Tears...
First part of the poem is from Bashar Al Assad To...
The tormented volcano erupts.
Thunderous clouds rain steel on the innocent...
What will the cost be for doing things with passion and heart?. Nothing. What would the benefit be?. Everything. |
The More Action you take in Life the more Power you will poses...Act Now |
Consistency of practice is the secret to success in everything you do. |