Truth is a harsh judge
who peels away deceit's mask...

You both keep me on my toes
make me throw away caution...

In each one of us there is some sadness
which the heart shelters keeping nights awake...

The good
Lord does not grant...

Time will not remember the beauty
of a single rose given without love...

An immigrant pen
found a home in his...

Closed eyes...sealed mouths
numbed by a pregnant moon...

Days are hectic eaten by hours
we forget "us," aim words...

Silence stretches more
then the touch of friendship...

Stiff fingers unfold
from winter’s embrace...

Grieving steam from the bathtub flies
Under its mask none sees, none tries...

Pregnant moon adorns the vast sky,
spilling all its brilliance upon...