Writing poems
With the ink of my tears

I am drawn to him
in the way
I don't understand.
I don't need to see him.
His voice only gives me
goosebumps.
And now I can handle the pain.
It's his voice in my head
Reminding me of how long
I've handled it,
that haunts me.
My heart hears nothing but
audible gold from his mouth.
So now I know
that I don't need much
from my life.
Just need to hear his voice;
sometimes.

A Fragment of happiness
in my life.

Your voice is beautiful
As a Melody composed on heartstrings.
Washes away my pain
and rein in my mood-swings.

Thou hast the ability

to seek the flickering light,

of hope in the dark

Thou hast the power

to gather thy shattered pieces

again and again.



O thou real artist!

Thou paint the colors

in thy life.

What thou do is not so easy

when thou choose what thou like

rather than being bound by hallow promises and fake  love

Thou finally free.



O thou real beauty!

What thou do is not so easy.

Gathering thy broken pieces

holding hand of those who once betrayed.

masking pain with thy most beautiful smile.



O thou touchstone!

What thou do is an art.

An art to be practiced.

Art of choosing.

The hard way to right destination.



O thou real artist!

What thou do is not so easy

To be true to yourself

to be honest that make thou so lovely.



O thou beauty!

thy sedate tone...

After all the hardships of life.

proves thou a king.



O thou real artist!

thou paint the colors

in thy life.



O thou king!

thou got no jewels in thy treasure

but when thou unlock thy word-hoard

In whole world's treasures,

there left naught.



O thou king!

O thou beauty!

After losin' everything.

Thou win, thou win, thou win.

O thou touchstone!

He died and she was alone
But she stood strong
For she was wearing
Tiara of his love
And still clearly hearing
His voice echoing
I'm with you
Belove.

Seek me in the
darkness,
And where the shadows lie.
Seek me in the sun rise,
When the blood red rays hide.
Look up and seek me in the skies.
Seek me in the eyes,
When they're filled with fear.
And seek me in the desserts,
When the storms appear.
Seek me in the stars,
When they are too bright.
And seek me in the full moon,
When the wolfs start to fight.
Seek me in the last breath,
When the hopes die.
And seek me in the sparks,
When the dreams are on fire.
Seek me in the screams,
When you step on the autumn leaves,
And seek me in those hidden tears,
When poor orphan grief.
Seek me in the deep,
When the oceans are so calm.
And seek me in that voice,
When waves hit the rocks.
Seek me in the howling.
And seek me in the grasping.
Seek me in the laughter.
And seek me in the mourn.
Seek me when all the doors close
And there left no way.
Seek me when you lose hope
And your soul pray.