With all of life's phenomena I can not simply deny the truth that mankind has yet to find the key to happiness and to life is not here but within us.

Your son
decides to quit
med school to be a poet;
you're thrilled he's turned to healing
souls.

Darling

Bright eyes that call

Like stars in summer skies

They laugh, and smile, drawing me near

My bride

I will
Create until
No more cell division
Artist of linguistics, I am
**** bold.
-Awesome

I knew you before
I have seen you in my dreams
Planning my demise.
-Aiyana

Is the happiness getting to you yet?
Do you wake in the middle of the night in a cold sweat?
The joy is infecting your mind
but the foreign feeling is soon to be denied.
You cough, you *****
You get a diagnosis. You soon find out...
Your sick with happiness.
-Aiyana

I am the most profound poet of my time.
Words circle round and about my head.
The old ones being discarded. The new ones being abused.
The greats look from below and smile.
Edgar and Sylvia are at my feet applauding with a cheerful presence.
I've studied them, carefully,
Asked for advice, and as the pen rushes around the paper,
In my moment, I know I am the greatest poet of my time.