I go sileantly into the night
I surrender at will and pose no fight...

Are we friends or are we foes
through the human greed the hatred grows...

Hold fast to dreams
for dreams die...

My candle burns at both ends
it may not last the night...

I am a poet
Emotions i can create...

God's love is like an Island,
in the life-ocean vast and wide...

I do not write poetry
poetry writes me...

It's amazing how life just fell apart,
those darkened shadows upon my heart...

Her beauty is like a snowflake,
falling softly on the land...

As I rest beneath the chestnut tree,
my mind and soul were totally free...