Genre Poetry. Page - 88

some people cant see how words effect people and thoughts will remain unspoken but I am hear to speak for all those lost souls I will be your voice. if you have any poems,short stories,sayings please let me know

A poem I wrote several years ago, as a young man. Enjoy.

This is a poem I made when I was trying to find myself, hope you can find help in it too.

The crystal ball of fortune is a metaphor. Fortune / Happiness will never come of nothing. I always believe if we want to have it, first of all, we had to give, strive for and fight for. The regret is most people just want it for free. Please remember there is no free lunch in the world.

A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music... and then people crowd about the poet and say to him: "Sing for us soon again;" that is as much as to say, "May new sufferings torment your soul." ~Søren Kierkegaard

We are blind to so many beautiful things that go around us, and in this poem are just a few things that I find the ost beautiful