Feelings of uncertainty
Always keep me thinking
Keeps my brain awake
Thinking to much
Never sleeping
Yet in the end answers never come
Uncertainty fills me and all the holes
The uncertainty unknown
No matter what you do
It won't seem to go at all
It grabs ahold
Stresses you until you can't no more
Keeps your mind locked
And keeps you on to the uncertainty
Of never knowing what it is
That you need to see
The uncertainty
Takes you whole
Stresses you
Makes you to where all you see
Is the unknown uncertainty
And the endless darkness
Of what could be
But instead
Stuck with uncertainty

Everyone has tried so hard
To climb this stone wall
That I seem to have put up
Until you came along
Then the wall began to crumple
The wall so to tumble
To leave a mess of all it's rubble
If you keep pushing
This wall won't just fall
It will crash
And you'll be the one stuck
In the zone where it will land
This wall isn't stable
The cracks begin to grow large
With everytime you simply just say hi
The cracks begin to grow more
Whenever I start to open up
Keep at it if your able
But you're in the danger zone
And my wall is soon to tumble

Almost everyone knows what's Desire,
but very few of us know what's Love.
It’s because they are both not the same,
Love means to suffer, Desire means to enjoy.
The one who Loves wants to serve.
The one who Loves gives his life.
And the one who Desires wants to live
and never ever to suffer, never ever to suffer.
The one who Loves cannot think about
everything that he gives, he cannot.
The one who Desires wants to forget
and never ever to cry, never ever to cry.
Desire can end soon,
Love knows no end.
And the fact is that we all know what's Desire...
But very few of us know what's Love.
Love is the heaven and the sunlight,
Love is the total fulfillment.
It’s the ocean without an end,
it’s the glory and the peace,
it’s the glory and the peace.
Desire is the flesh and the flower.
It’s to look for the dark corner.
It’s to bite, to scratch and to kiss.
It’s a fleeting wish, a fleeting wish.
The one who Loves cannot think about
everything that he gives, he cannot.
The one who Desires wants to forget
and never ever to cry, never ever to cry.
Desire can end soon,
Love knows no end.
And the fact is that we all know what's Desire...

...But very few of us know what's Love....

you dont have to have a special talent to be a poet
just simply have a heart and some spirit
just keep your mind open and let the words flow
to make poetry
make it like its part of your soul