The epitome of conviction.

Poem describing a long dirt road. The road signifies a simpler way of life that has been chosen instead of a fast-paced life in the city.

Every one knows of a shy, closed up person. This shy person is like a dusty box in the corner — only allowing a few trusting people in to see the happiness, the smiles, the sunshine. There will always be a box in a dark corner collecting dust.

Humorous poem about dust.

The dust has settled now.

A reflection of life and living, love and death, time and stillness.

Just a handful of dust
the lost sight of eyes
a dwindled flower
which lost its color and fragrance
a ruined patch of land
a barren field of decay
my face has been mutilated
my body left to rot till eternity
my soul lost in the cosmic grid.

Benjamin was a named given to him by his father. He was born and raised in a poor family but took on a life of riches after becoming an incredible floor trader.

This is my soul…

Poetry.