They say your heart is a rose flower,
afraid of the thorns...

Sleep doesn't come to me.
Afraid I will break her heart...

Forgive me lord,
for I have seen...

Love is not obsessing
or object possessing...

Heart broken by your silence
I see the emptiness in your eyes...

A leaf is separated from the mother tree.
Slowly it sways...

There is intensified will to do right by others,
charming our thoughts for acceptance to multitude...

The air around fought back to keep me trapped by...
Where no holy beings found consolation to lighten...

I wish to write of romance,
but I find no chance...

23-07-2015
The importance of living has disappeared in its...

Her way with words,
is like a beautiful butterfly...

Broken.
I need your love, I need your grace and...