Poetry.

After all that happened I am still empty, and I still love her…

I don’t know how to name this work.

Untitled poems.

Just a thought.

An untitled poem, but with a strong message.

I swear I can see it!
I just can’t grasp it
I need to be in that zone!

If I could give my heart in box
would you think it crazy?
Would a serenade be to much?
If I was a smiling fool due to the happiness you gave me
would you get tired of me?

Haiku.

An untitled piece by me!