New beginnings sometimes seem to take forever but when they appear they are like a breath of fresh air.

Best way is to be smart and happy every day and every hour. I wish that I can change some things. I wish that again come better days. Now is my way, start from beginning.

This poem describes how I "lose myself" in thought and how now, since my thoughts are fading away, I keep thinking about all the time I’ve lost and how I am going to make up for that time being lost and start fresh.

The best things this year will be created by You,
a result of both what you do and how you are being.

The numbers on a calendar do not make a year,
and moments in our lives are not marked.
Each come to us as the other -
to see what we make of them,
and what we are made of.

A small poem asking pertinent questions of a lost love. Can you move on from here without having those questions answered? Or are you doomed to repeat your errors over and over again?

A breakup poem.

A poem.

A brief story of the thing I had cherished the most…

I wrote this when people around me stopped believing me and my abilities. I know the ways which I choose are right. Its hard when all my people dear and close to me stop believing in me, and it gets harder when they don’t allow me to do what I want to do, Its my dream why they don’t understand it I believe god created everyone with a purpose and a goal to achieve…..

Love is a feeling. Feeling it is more than loving. People may seem to get what it takes just to get convinced that it wouldn’t last…