i wonder
if even devils feel pain
or gods for that matter

and if they truly feel
like humans do
maybe they dont

but we will never know
unless we become ones
like those in the stories

which are written
by humans themselves
and remade by other humans

limbs grow wildly
spreading formlessly
with slow motion
it molds older

time gives it growth
and nurtures it
but when its angry with the tree
time punishes it

this formless creature
is a thing of beauty
which stands tall
holding all the weight of the world
on its bindless shoulders

I just want to know
who built the first man of snow
the wind tickles me from my nose
to my toes

and if you are feeling low
with no place where you can go
just look at me and you'll know
you're not alone

these are great
i found not one mistake
to be able to write is a gift
being a writer is like being an artist
it is not about how good it is
what matters is the meaning, and this
the emotions are powerful
sometimes you feel pitiful
but other times you are in awe
and you make not a single flaw
please continue to write
so i can read your poems in delight
thanks for being my friend
i never want this to end

when I look up at the sky
all I do is wonder why
we live in such a sad world
where almost everything is controlled

yet I also think of the stars
and if we were to go to mars
maybe this place wouldn't seem so bad
then we can live here and be glad

to know we aren't alone
while others sit on a throne
and don't care about us
wont even mind if we get hit by a bus
now that the sky has gone dark
my thoughts turn to hearts
because I know I have you
you're my friend, and I thank you

is something that cant be given
its a feeling to be earned
a passion to be held tightly
without hesitation
or remorse of earning it once before
if you have this love
keep it close
because some day
you'll need it

comes in many shapes and forms
shows the truth no matter what
gives hope to those who have it
lives inside every being
is a dream in reality
always stays there
let people believe in you
never gives up
greatness is YOU