5/27/2012.

To miss out on the Spring that’s here, because I’m trapped inside.

This is an attempt of a triolet that my Writer’s Workshop teacher suggested my class to write.

Ride on shooting stars.

This poem is all about feeling trapped in our own lives and not being able to escape the constant stresses we face. However, we must keep the faith that everything has a way of working out for the best!

A POEM FOR MY WIFE

A caged bird has no means of escaping its dilemma but wants to be set free from its wired cage before it dies.

It is the beautiful birds which gets caged says a Chinese proverb.

He went in search of darkness.

A poem on authority.