You entered my body
And reached for the heart...

SILENCE.... is an uneasy, dead noise.
A voice wanting to be heard...

In pensive mood, I often feel
This world was never designed for me...

Peaceful I was without my sight,
Now I cannot find respite...

She lives as if in a cocoon
Weaving her tales at every nook and corner...

A peck on the cheek
And I tasted the tears of love...

You're the heart that beats in me
The happiness that fills my soul...

Broken hearts do make
Bad containers of love...

What else do you expect to find
Within this mortal heart and mind...

When words like warm blood smoothly flow
Within the insides of poetic frame...

Summer winds, take forth my hugs
'n sweet kisses that's in the air...

When winter prevails a poet's mind,
The words like leaves wither and fall...