a mind so full of thoughts
has ventured into a road...

She was herself like some kind of bookshelf
which held hundreds of books that no one read...

la la la la la
This is where I try to breathe some sense...

in the jungle of life,
one must juggle with the struggles...

“To the left. Now to the right. Keep on driving.
Keep on moving. The wheels of time remain intact...

Who I was and who I am
is not who I am going to be...

So far, I’ve written some poems for you
some about love...

You said her skin was the ocean
you would gladly swim in...

from a closed window
a girl with teary eyes watches...

When I was a child, I saw a movie about Jesus...
In the movie, Jesus Christ said while he was being...

When I was born, I may just have slept
between a bed with thorns and petals...

some days, my bladder is like
a food garbage disposal unit...