I wish I could sleep.
(2015)
Sleep
I am in constant fear and she is r… And that is not very good for me, If I want to keep her in my arms It’s better that she doesn’t see m… Im stuck in failures
Tonight while translating some pages and writing what I consider some good poetry. Well, to me it is good I started recalling an event as bright as a star. How was this possible? Why d...
Usually when I confess to being a… I get the funniest reactions: people think it’s so evil that I have the strangest beliefs.… when they themselves support
I didn’t know what sadness meant, I didn’t know what tears meant, These tears that make me cry, I d… I knew only about affection, tende… Because ever since I was little,
Can your past Love forgive me? I… Its a dream, a wish, a pleading fo… Love is patient like the hills, li… like the endless water that flows… Love is kind, like you, the kind t…
A lure of curves She lies Like a silken ribbon Limbs branch open wet Hard wood
I have tried tried to be respectful tried to hold my hands in my pockets my words in my mind
Set me free from the evil ties that bind me to this world. Allowing me to roam unobstructed in this life to only love you and be at your side. I do not want a controlled version of the ...
My discovered secret Rarely apprehended To know the real blonde Without the roots revealed She’s the smart one.
The look that makes me mad and losing all resolve submit to her love, for just another glimpse of that soul-dissolving smile.
Fingers grazing up your sides, watching you squirm and worm, and wiggle. Your laughter rings like bells, your joking threats as well. You twist and whirl but nothing doing, I’ve got y...
In the mirror I saw an angel weep… I tried but I couldn’t avert my e… I realized too late No one is perfect no matter how ha… I realized the reflection in the m…
What is poetry? To me it is life’s meaning with words. Perhaps somewhere in there is the definition of my heart shutting down poetry. See... Poetry is like a burning candle. While there...
It was never easy for us Always away in pain Lonely too am I Facing the end of days Like a lonely man would
Sometimes I just need to feel like I’m really not all alone and someone, somewhere, is at least trying to understand. Then I stumble across a book