Dreaming, Dreaming, Dreaming -- Weren't Our Dreams

Poetry Is On Earth To Make You Serene, Not Corrupt Your Mind, Thoughts,or Emotions

I Would Rather Be Married To Broken Jade Than Flawless Clay

How Can We Not Create A Fantasy In Our Minds When The Reality Is So Hard?

When People Are Alive They Love, When They Die, They Keep Loving. If Love Ends When Person Dies, That Is Not Real Love

When You Don’t Have Much, Having Less Isn’t So Bad.