Many hearts are caught in this game we’ve played But tonight, that will all change. The second-hand ticks-ticks away But the minutes take hours, the hours take days. When I see you tonight, when we meet face to face How will you be feeling, what will you say? Will your eyes dance like aContinue reading “Bound”


The inspiration has left me again Now I’m just alone and depressed. I am bored with nothing to do But play with this ribbon, a teal-like blue. It marks the pages I have yet to write in Dark green lines stretching from margin to margin At some point I will fill you with random poemsContinue reading “Random”