You don’t need to have it all.

At times, there’s a heaviness inside my heart that won’t go away and as hard as I try, I can’t break free. This describes the weight that depression brings.

Sometimes life is a lonely path.

Do not doubt that we will win, who will dare to win.

You must be the loneliest figure the world has ever known.

A poetic description of what I’d like my future wife’s heart to be like.

This is a poem I wrote for my dying father…

MAN, SAND, MILK-MAN, POST BOX, GOD.

Pondering life at one moment at the beach.

Love sonnet.