A fire started burning in my heart for you.

I can relate to you.

Your outlook is twisted.

A love worth losing, but at the the same time worth missing.

Haiku.

A poem for people who suffer from drug addiction, and are conscious.

What happens when destiny succumbs to blah.

My adoring companion.

The sky overcast with dark grey clouds,pelts the earth with big raindrops with a gloomy sound. This sad gloomy scenario is suddenly changed by the sun shining brightly again. Keep hoping for the best each and every day.

I stand alone.