He knelt down to help the flower,
It's purple cup drooping, full of rain...

Tears speak unspoken words,
Silently they trickle...

see my face reflected in her eyes,
Blue limpid pools of paradise...

Sometimes you can’t avoid
Contracting this good disease...

Weeping for a World
Saturated with fear and hate...

A violin string calls
From a chord pressed...

On The Land...
A hundred years ago,perhaps more...

I wait patiently in the room,
Velvet curtains closed so tight...

I was left in this house
Unloved,a sad and lonely life...

Right in the corner of her eye
A tear of joy bides its time...

I walked past you yesterday,
Oblivious to your face...

A daffodil needed to display
Its beautiful petals of gold...