Splashes of color, Flowery carpet, Perfectly arranged, A mighty graphic. Waters descending,

Please forgive them! They know not what havoc they Reeked on you, Their beloved, beautiful home, Now ailing and sad

Where flowers bloom all year long, And the wind sounds like a beautif… Where bluebirds sing, And a tingling stream flows, A country of dreams where nobody k…

Remember him when the sky is dark, And clouds hide burning stars. Think of him as the rain rushes To touch his skin, and trees Dance around him through the wind.

He lies on a pillow of dreamless n… In a bed of damaged feelings. He sleeps in a room of forbidden t… In a house of bungled dealings. He lives in a town of lost hopes,

“S” is 4 the “special” person that… “I” is 4 the love she “idolizes” f… “S” is 4 the “smile” on your face “T” is 4 the “tears” in your face “E” is 4 their first names in your…

For now she watches from a distanc… Wanting so much to be a part Of the dream she sees every day That’s tearing her apart for some Reason she can’t let you go she wa…

A child... Brought into this cold world not o… Brought here to face the challenge… Full of curiosity; so eager to har… How the pieces fit together in thi…

Wandering aimlessly thru this maze… Intimately afraid of the darkness,… Reminiscent of the things, yet to… Standing in the sun, as the warmth… Crying with the thunder, as flashe…

Secret places Have treasures of mysteries Inner thoughts hidden Conceal unfounded knowledge Broken hearts wounded

Why do the birds sing, Those beautiful happy songs Is it to proclaim that, Today is a joyous day Or maybe to announce,

She deeply gazes into his eyes, The eyes of a dreamer, Windows where true emotions shine… And are reflected, A golden flame from which light ra…

Standing alone, Tall and proud A dew drop trickles across her bro… Lithely bending to the breeze, But never falling to her knees.

Look not to the rubbish, her frien… The discarded cement slabs, The rusty tin. But, rather, Look to the pelicans

The breath of tropic winds, ocean… Bends before purple altars Of bougainvillea As incense of night blooming cereu… Swings nocturnal stupor