This poem speaks of the second coming of Christ, describing what is supposed to happen.

You will just have to read.

This is about a friend who was not appreciated by a significant other and the world at one time.

Frustrations from social evils.

A teardrop in paradise…

I lost the love of my life last night. We’d been together two years. It’s the right move for us, but it hurts so damn bad. The heart doesn’t want what the mind knows.

It is kinder to not give someone false hope.

It may be hard, but it can sometimes make sense to swallow pride.

A sad farewell.

A poem I wrote to my children.