What is poetry? To me it is life’s meaning with words. Perhaps somewhere in there is the definition of my heart shutting down poetry. See... Poetry is like a burning candle. While there...

Oh tis the heart that shatters and… For love is necessary for life to… For who can love Of Love"s full t… Love be the reality I hold, but t… I ask of thee! Why is it life can…

It’s been so long since I knew anything about you... At last I find myself face to face with myself. A Strange feeling

Some say that romance is too old f… Flowers and Roses no longer exist… Some say it’s not connected to any… Romance has been digitalized But still today,

I wrote a poem about love and It read itself and sneered, yanked the pencil out of my hand, flipped the eraser tip into suicide grip and rubbed

It is a perfect path with well-cut… that leads you right along the twi… and tortuous corridors up to the e… or to the silent center of a maze. Here sunlight hardly enters, light…

In the mirror I saw an angel weep… I tried but I couldn’t avert my e… I realized too late No one is perfect no matter how ha… I realized the reflection in the m…

Thinking of you.... Johanne... The light and the air and the wisps of your hair cascade like moonlight. The drops of your sweat, like dew upon your body. The rise of your chest, the so...

I miss you

By the time I’ve finished thinkin… I think, therefore I exist I am not who I was before three months ago. So I thought,