It was a clear, summer dayAnd the most beautiful one ofAll her sisters before. Everything seemed to be in joyAnd I was no exception.Rejoice, I did, to my heart’s content. All my sorrows sank beneathThe buoyant sea of bliss.Its daylight caressed me. My eyes were opened to seeIt’s beauty like never before.Time seemed to pause

A heart conceivesWhat is rightWhen all it hearsIs the sound of the breeze. When no human throatUtters a word,That is when it findsThe peace it desires. I dare describe lifeAs chaotic as a sand storm.Yet Silence never ceaseTo work it’s cure. The world is at peaceWhen voices are unheard,The sacred moments whenA man heeds to

How could I onlyDream of you all nightYet can not evenBehold you one moment? The more I tryTo come near you,The farther you goAway from me. My love, how longShould I dream of youAnd be part of thisStrangest game ever? I do love youMore than lifeAnd will love youSolely forever. But if you areNot the

You think you holdthe world in your hands.But all you are isA big nothing. Your critical eyesmiss nothing exceptAll the flaws youYourself have. You circle me likea vulture, pointing outEach and every faultOf mine and youCall me a tragedy. I have flaws, I acceptBut I don’t need youTo show me themEvery second in a day.

I accept it, my fault.I shouldn’t haveEven let youInto my heart. My folly, I agreeMade my lifeMiserable than ever.I simply can’t help it. I am foolish,It’s true.I dream of youAll night long. I tried with everyBit of strength leftTo stop loving you. But I’ve falteredLike all times. I used to thinkI was strong. Thought I’d

Whatever I do,You find faults. Never in my lifeHave I doneOne right thing.You think so Nothing I do everSatisfies your eyesThat scrutinizes me24 hours in 7 days. I am despicableTo you for reasonsUnknown to me. You call me obstinateWhen all I do isStand firm on whatI believe in. I’d rather callThat persistenceAnd not obstinacy. You

Tell me, my belovedYou’ll not give up on life. Tell me you’ll hopeFor a better tomorrow. Why does everythingHave to be so difficult? I am persistent.I’ll not let goOf you to die. You are in pain.I do understand,So am I. I have a wounded heartThat will never heal.Your rejection makesThe afflictions deeper. Give me, but

Look into your hearts, O men,And count the good thingsYou ever thought for your fellow beings. See for yourselves the harmYou have wrought forYour brother in need. Why are your hearts not meltedBy anything you perceiveAround your own selves? Why do you stay likeMere gargoyles that neverHad a heart or a mouth? A heart that

Never have I told myselfLife is but milk and roses.I daren’t dreamOf what’s not real. But can’t I hope thatNothing’s impossible?Is it just me oris this earth round? ‘Cause it seems to haveNo end where we can hault.Terror always seems eternalBut bliss a mere mirage. Tell me, My Beloved, this.Is there really an answer?Or is

I gaze out of the windowYet I do not see anything.My eyes are flooded withBitter tears of sorrow. Time is said to be a healerBut it heaped coals on my head.Fate buried me underThe dead leaves of trials. Death stared me in my face.It came closer to me than everI was muted by everything around.No