I chose to hammer the obstacles
They trying hard to pluck me out
My mind is fixed, glued with you
No fire can burn my love down
Your love is the liquor
A single drop had me wasted
So I just stare at your eyes
Sparkling stars
Lighting my heart to shine
The passion you put in me
Ranged the highest mount
I can cuddle you all my life
The best I've ever had
If I stop, the headache won't heal
Be with me in life and death

What scares a writer?
I have always wondered

some say it’s the rejection,
some say it’s the creative exhaustiveness,
and some blame the isolation

but for me it is the blank screen
that mocks me for emptiness,
laughs on my in competencies,

In it I see my rejections,
my creative exhaustiveness
and the isolation.

for it contains nothing
and holds everything.