Every day that is to come,
I know I will be glue...

A young boy once asked me, "ma'am, pardon my...
To which I replied...

May the sun! May the moon!
May the stars and the sea...

I used to write a poem a day
but who am I kidding...

Within a privacy of a room, with curtains closed,
and a dim light, a wife politely asked her...

Tomorrow a flower grows
in fields of sorrow, fed by shadows of an Oak...

yesterday as I was watching the numbers of people...
I was thinking how much I love the numbers...

My lord,
You are a candle on the table of my life...

May thunders and lightings fall upon my bones,
I want to become dust...

Heaven! Heaven! Where are you?
I searched for you in dreams I dreamt...

I dreamt I was a bench
where people sat to see...

I wanna run into the arms of the Present
and tick tock my way out out of my worries...