Some one once said,

'would I rather be a boy and listen to other boys sing about sex or would I rather be a man and listen to other men sing about love'

The moon and stars speak to me at night,
The sunrise speaks to me in the early morning,
The clouds speak to me when the sun is at its highest,

.............so why doesn't your heart speak to me

The reason why your love is colours its because its cold, but your heart isn't that's because its broken

Life is a work of art,
how you paint it
determines Life, Dreams
and Memories

Exploring life's secret garden
as you close your eyes,
to know true love is between
my lips and yours

Captured events
Struggle of humanity
War child

You don't have to be in the most beautiful place to write beautiful poetry

I am here in solitude dancing on my own ...... emotion pictures whispers not when your thinking about her