Kinda old, I didn’t want to post it until I knew where this was going. Nothing became of it.

Limerick.

A story of the siblings who wanted to offer a serenade for their father.

The serenade was not dull.

Street poetry.

This is a farewell poem designed for lovers, one facing inevitable death which I specially designed and dedicate to Evelyn Alagasi -Trinidad for the appeasement of sorrow over the demise of her beloved. For all lovers of love eternal, "till do us part", this is for you.

Time well spent.

Maybe by some chance you would be able to see how I feel?
could you see the light in my eye’s?
would you be able to tell my heart was yours?
or would you shine on me and laugh?

Having hope everyday.

Some one is trying to pursue someone who does feel lost. So what this other person do is to serenade. With the serenade, being lost does not feel the same way.