A man once said
the truth is...

I wanna go
where the page is white...

I won’t break.
I’m not a stick...

like birds fluttering their wings
against strong winds...

Time,
has always been keeping me on the clock...

a bird soars
opening its wings...

It’s not you
it’s her hips...

When Love began to ebb back to my arms
the sun had risen warmly in my heart...

Today, I'll write a sonnet. Yes, today.
And so, I'm here with hands on keyboard, and...

I don't want to zone out.
I want to remain as conscious of my life...

Tonight, I'm sorrow,
Just like I will be tomorrow...

man are like candles
the more you turn them on...