I thought let’s take the road
out of this mad world
To look for a peace place
Where I don’t have to face
sadness, loneliness

I took a deep breath in
stepped into the mirror wherein
I found my reflection, but still different
He is science and beauty that met
eyes blue pallet, hair brunette

I left the mad and found mad
That made me crazily in love instead
Of scaring me to death
I found wealth, health

The way
Has so many turns
So many destinations
And stations to stay

The journey
Might be hard
Lonely and dark
But it happens to be worthy

The you
Take my hand
Make the way
Be easy play
And It happens to be true.

I love you.

I’m having a bad dream,
and it goes..

The fear
Tries to get me, my dear
There, I don’t know, where I go
The force of fear pushes my soul
To choose from many ways
To get out of this dreadful dark place

One leads to literature
I’d become a teacher
The other sends me to work
Then one to do artwork
One pushes me to settle down
One to leave my town

I could be a poet, a writer,
psychologist, therapist or an actor.
I might be a husband, father and a friend...
Where? How? As Who? Should I life spend...

Before I make up my mind
Before I try to be good and kind
Before I choose the way
Before I say what I want to say
Before I do what I should do

The doors are closed, my soul is, too.

1398

I have no Life but this—
To lead it here—
Nor any Death—but lest
Dispelled from there—

Nor tie to Earths to come—
Nor Action new—
Except through this extent—
The Realm of you—