Even if years pass us by and make us old
With wrinkles on our faces we can't withhold...

Sometimes memories appear vividly alive
In front of my very eyes, they arrive...

The day has come to reach our end
To nullify what's once been said...

This poem is actually an example of villanelle...

For you my dearest love, I'll come to rescue
In times of despair and sorrow, I'll go...

I'm not a poet
So I cannot write you a poem...

You came to me in a sudden rush
I wasn't prepared but then you crashed...

The lights have faded
With Memories left behind...

It's hard to love someone
For it requires time...

Down the isle is a white rose
Beautiful flower without a thorn...

A glimpse of you from a distance
Is already enough for me...

It's hard to be alone
With no one else present...