Three Little Words
Heavy as lead...
For one to really know joy,
One must first have known sorrow...
When you think, you've reached the end
Of the tether that you hold...
Preface
How oft we sense the beauty around us...
Life is an interlude
between two deaths...
My halo falls, and crashes down,
so am i now, a foolish clown...
Wicked cruelty abound
Friendship, love hard to find...
This isn’t a poem about renunciation. It isn’t...
for introverts on how to vanish from a room full...
Rancor
Friends do say...
Teeth Or Deed
Are they speaking...
Sometimes getting lost
Lets us find all the things that...
The stars hid beneath the cloudy skies,
Never shinning in their rays at day...