A Poet
is one who shares
his deepest emotions.
Tragedies, anger, pain or love
...
The winds of time
have tossed and turned our love.
Through a story yet to be told
a reality that needs to unfold.
...
White rose buds in the garden
living in silence, as they do bloom
as cold hearts beginning to un harden
But then in the midst of the cold hour
...
Ashes Of Love
Silk rose
aflame, on fire.
Destined to burn
as an intimate
hidden desire.
Ashes blowing
in the cold hearted wind.
Never to be seen
or looked upon again.
A passionate love
disappearing in time.
As though an illusion
upon one's mind.
Scorched forever
by the burning flame.
With everything to lose
and nothing to gain.