Should I tear myself
To pieces and glue myself
Together to look like
A piece of art the world
Would rather have seen?

We need no one's approval.
We are poets, not pleaders.

There are those ugly burdens of life and                                                                We are greatly overburdened with those                                                                Absurd,ugly,and sad pressures of life ...                                                                 We try to overcome those ugly pressures                                                              Of life ,but all in vain and hopelessly ....                                                                Unless we are standing on a hard ground,                                                            Then all we do is useless and absurd anytime ...                                                    Life pressures us to fight back its atrocities,but                                                     All comes uselessly and all in vain anytime ...                                                        ___________________­

I would convince you to love me
if only I could understand the reason
for what my whole being goes through
by the very thought of you..

I just want to write

Until there are...

    No words left unwritten,
      No feelings left unhidden,
        No voices left unspoken,
          No hatreds left unforgiven.

Because this is my avenue to express...

          hope and despair,
        happiness and sadness,
       loyalty and betrayal,
      fantasy and mystery,

    And everything in between.
  All in one **poetry

If ever there is no light in the shadows of your world,
I will be the candle that guides you back to your path.

There's a house
On the hill
A run down cottage
And the door
Is never locked
I'll be right here
Through wind and rain
Smiling at you
When you return
Helping you
Pick up the pieces
There's a box
Full of lost items here
I keep them for you
If you want them back
One day
Life goes on, Love
And that's fine
You have yours
And I have mine
But nothing
Will take away
My love for you
It is nothing physical
For love cannot be
Expressed physically
It flows from my heart
To each one of you
How you deal with it
Is entirely up to you
But I'll be here
If you want to.

Teach a child to beg--
And he will grow with self-pity.
Surviving...
For his self only.

Teach a child to live with dreams--
And he will spring up like a tree.
Nurtured by the world's challenges...
Growing,
For himself.
Living,
For others.

Light showers wash all flowers' faces                                                                      Just to make fresher in the morning ...                                                                   All roses' faces smile just to give us                                                                        A pretty impression about that pretty Spring ...                                                    We come closer and closer to pick those pretty                                                     Flowers and wonderful roses to our loved ones ...                                                  Our loved-ones love those pretty flowers and                                                        Roses picked by us to them anytime ...                                                                 It's Spring that brings all together through its                                                      Pretty nature and through its Pretty images anytime,anywhere,and everywhere ...                                   _____________________