 
        | Poems are sweet language of emotions. Each time sadness gets the better of me i quell it through writing words of poetry. It's my way of releasing the heaviness in my heart without a tinge of hatred. Gathering my thoughts and ideas, i put them in poetry euphemistically so that my poem would express some hurts with a tone of calmness. | 
    I sit in the dark with eyes stare at none
With my heart so heavy as mound of stones...
    A wonderful sojourn I once took as a growing lass
I was shy and meek to nurture such eerie feeling...
    So sweet a love that nestles with innocence
As it rambles in the heart with air of wonder...
    Sweet dainty hands with candle-like fingers
Nails trimmed enough to titillate one in sight...
    As I go along an odyssey like a journey in life
I learn a lot that quench my thirst for knowledge...