Applying mascara
upon an early dawn...
Sonnet 35
Into a maze of memories I tread...
Change
must first be...
One day, your hair won't be
as thick anymore...
It's like walking outside
When it starts to rain...
I'm a wildflower growing in a field
That's overgrown with lots of weeds...
Hornblower on Deck (sonnet)
Horatio, why stalk this quarterdeck...
Dear lord I'm sorry
Dear lord I'm sorry that I don't understand your...
This year has started with a spark of hope
exploding inside my heart...
For the ant to think of the human brain
For the plant to have sapiential strain...
A Sad Poem...
Realizing my purpose
even when the Devil...