The time has come to leave my home,
and be just like a seed of love...
When words like warm blood smoothly flow
Within the insides of poetic frame...
Let go of everything,
All those painful things you think...
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i don't think the soul lives in our eyes...
Teasing kids ignite
terrorizing tearful eyes...
Silence enfolded my heart
as your mysterious request for forgiveness...
Of all the cheating and the lies I hear everyday,
Of all the silent screams without the words to...
A promise is like a piece of rope,
Alone the strands are week...
God is the basic good,
The rest, one, has to learn alone...
I travel all the woods,
I sleep in every burrow...
I've been told
My poetry doesn't make a lick of sense...
The children’s section, when I was a child
served my sister as a babysitter for me...