The lovers are not Romeo and Juliet or anybody like them. The lovers are the Earth and the Moon.

About being violated.

My attempt at some blues.

About some people who can actually escape the fangs of death and “live to tell the tale”.

For my fiancee (now my beloved wife). Part poem, part proposal.

About confinements. Either imposed by society or by self.

About lost love and departing.

This is a very confused and contradictory poem which is a reflection on this world that we live in.

About a meditating saint and a little brat scorpion.

This poem is about the unwitting combination of four deadly forces in a teenagers life. Things go crazy when all four combine at the same time.

In case, you’re wondering which four deadly forces, you can see them in the title itself.