I love writing anything from stories to poems. Its become part of my life and I cant imagine being without it :) |
Lost in a maze of hopes and dream
The rose of romance covered in thorns...
May I be swept off my feet
By not a man who presents a rose...
She sits on the shore all alone,
The winds whispers, surround and enlace...
She dwells in the caves
Of past tragedies and woes...
I remember when we were little
The imaginary games we used to play...
The echo of gunshots through the night
Haunted by past soldiers of war, full of spite...
Look deep into the mirror
What is it you see...
The definition of a perfect life, is a life void of perfection. |
The first step to true happiness is to experience sadness of the first degree, for only with sadness can we learn what it is to be truly content. |
Let them be awarded with great prestige, for the human who can find light in the darkest of situations is highly accomplished indeed. |