In my sad and lonely nights,
you came and brought the light...

She makes me alive
she gives me ispiration day and night...

Its like a billiard game!
you havent made your first shot...

What a wonderful view,
of pleasant colours and hue...

Hue is said to be the color it self,
you gives color to my self...

Can't sleep, can't dream;
spend all night just thinkin...

This poem is written after i saw her with her...
you don't have to do it...

Night is deep, after a loud sound of fun
carried by the current, as i walked 'lone...