(2015)
The clouds are rolling, the skies… Raindrops are falling, the river i… It’s a river of tears and harsh th… Where are you and why are you not… The wind with force blew and the b…
Drinking stale coffee burning my tongue I wait... and wait... at another dirty train station
It’s been so long since I knew anything about you... At last I find myself face to face with myself. A Strange feeling
He visto la paz, he visto el dolor descansando en los hombros de nues… ¿Ves la verdad a traves de todas l… ¿Ves el mundo a través de ojos ape… Y si quieres hablar de esto otra v…
You bring out the wanderer in me. The walking along the highway in m… The flying my thumb in the wind in… The journey being the adventure in… The walk all night to see your smi…
Kneeling before her, his soul is as bare as his flesh, offering his heart... he searches for his path in life, travelling far in his journies, to…
Lord please take me is it a sin that the whole world h… That the love of my life has been… That I don’t want to see the next… That every minute I hope the end…
Fingers grazing up your sides, watching you squirm and worm, and wiggle. Your laughter rings like bells, your joking threats as well. You twist and whirl but nothing doing, I’ve got y...
I stare into this dark abyss of my… I shiver and close my eyes as I f… As my eyes close, I see your face… The vision gives me strength as I… I shiver and close my eyes to type…
As I sit on the rocks in the cent… It’s waters surge on all sides. While I take a moment to assimila… Somewhere under the sundown sky is… It is my paradise of eternal tranq…
A heart so tender... A spirit so fierce... A body so lush... Eyes so deep and bottomless... Her skin like creamy silk..so beau…
His voice makes all the difference All it takes is a single word From his lips the word does fall In my heart it is heard His voice soothes me
Sitting in a very dark room with no windows and no light; my hand holds a small slender candle, the flame flickers softly. The only thing fanning the flame is my breath while I sit and ...
Away And Lost Love comes with high cost My feelings are dark, alone, and l… Tired of the silence My bleeding heart
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