Yesternight I couldn't sleep
I kept thinking about how...

You know I'm not the Rolex type of Romeo,
I'm the hapless romantic one...

When we flee from
hurts that hurts ours hearts...

In God's own calendar,
...years are days...

The ones that will come after you
will always ask me the same question...

Today I was dusting through
the attic of my heart...

The poems I write ,
seem to understand me more...

Listen
...Come closer, can you hear the sound of the...

A poet's sorrow
is missing his pen and paper...

Oblivion must be a place of awe ;
that's how I always feel when lost...

I've learned that ;
what the eyes love by seeing...

I feel emptiness inside.
It consumes me...