It is a dark night
a burned candle...

Loving you by far is the
greatest mistake i have done...

If crying would ease the pain
then you are wrong...

I asked my heart to lead me into the secret of...
where I may find happiness that I own not...

For you once again I attempt
to exert the perplexed feeling...

Every night in the darkness of my deserted nights...
to sooth thy grieving heart...

The time your heart was broken
and in the silence of the night...

My head is full of poisoned thoughts
thoughts I dare not to speak of...

Is it an angelic face or a flawless soft delicate...
my friend this is not beauty for it is a human...

When I read your poems
I once again unwillingly learn...

It is early in the morning
where the darkness of night...

For some uncanny reason I feel glad
A gladness within my heart that...