This is a poem that I wrote describing a bird known as a Nightingale. It is a tale about the song that the Nightingale sings and the crowd that gathers each night because of the beautiful tune. The tune causes listeners to experience both sadness and joy. I describe its habitat and create an understanding that the Nightingale has been around for a long time and will be for a long time to come singing his song.

The nightingale is a bird of mystery, of darkness, of poignant melodies and of love.This is a tribute to its symphonies so sweet and melodious…

The sweet lull of eternal slumber.

One of my finest poems.

Comparing look and comparing in, makes wisdom flow begin.

Love can be experience in these ways.

A poem about false dreams, hell, inmortals…

I wrote this at age 15 one night. It was just something I felt like I had to write. I think the inspiration mostly came from thoughts of others being so strong and beautiful but not realizing it.

She is a beauty as she is light.