I am very secretive with my poetry. It isn't usually easily understood. A lot of people think that my work is odd and that is holds no meaning. I like it like that. I don't want you to know what I am thinking as I write. It bugs me.
1/08
Silence of Unity:
"The Silence echos throughout the cold city.
Friends, and old memories seem to linger.
There is a chill in the air that grasps on to me
and pulls me into it's seductive plan.
I've walked these streets for years. My presence has been about the entire city. Yet, it is as unknown as the heavens.
I've searched,even myself but to no avail.
So perhaps I was never on these streets, not the way that some have been, Perhaps I have not seen the rain. I've only tasted the dew drops that trinkle down after a long rainy eve.
The velvet sky still engulfs every part of me, in the same way that it engulfs every part of humanity. "
