Soothing me,
you cannot do...

I'm tired
of hearing...

Unfortunately, I am not the type
who takes his hand and sighs...

(To my habibti, Muqaddas--you are always there for...
A delicate curve...

One o'clock in the morning
and she e-mails me...

Does writing things
d...

**lol, this is about Taek Won Do and is dedicated...
I love the form...

(DISCLAIMER: this is not actually a poem, but the...
My friends think I am crazy, but I never hesitate...

So many layers
to hide my heart...

A fighting soul, in a battle,
only hears the drums a-pounding...

A tortured soul,
denied all wordly things...

The child, damaged,
cries blood-red tears...