Poems from nemoubliezpas
Empty thoughts
on empty paper--
hopes and dreams
turn to vapor.
Whenever wakeful
thoughts shall lie
fear thy heart--
not thy mind.
It's never enough,
the cycle of hate and fear.
Love falls and death calls.
No happiness here;
I find my peace in the clouds.
But I must come down.
Love. Hate. Neither, nor.
The all encompassing word
never picks a side.
A piece of my world
falls of into nothingness
to whither and die.