To all of those who are so rich in heart and mind,
a word of gold is free to give to those in need...

I'll take your comments with a grain of salt
Because I like salty food...

like birds fluttering their wings
against strong winds...

Having faith does not mean to not question or to...
Having faith is questioning and doubting but still...

Freedom is like writing sonnets
without having restrains...

My mind is drifting off.
I can't control my thoughts...

Because Ben wrote a sonnet like a pro,
I have no option but to write one too...

Is it feeling that you love me
Or knowing with certainty that you love me...

fried fish with fries, the scent I like
add lemon, salt, and sauce alike...

roses, roses I would like
to place some on the table...

Walking on a sidewalk
while looking straight ahead...

It’s time to go to bed my loving child
I know you fear the darkness in your room...