"I do not fear death,
                only the moments before it." - NP



And in the midst of this chaotic world
my emotions on paper relent, unfurled
with little words of rhythm and rhyme
I make my mark on the sands of time

this flowing power of love and hate
can bond a person to his fate
but when we free this bondage notion
we lay down the rites of true emotion

I am a poet. 
I embody everything about me yet nothing.
,everyone yet no one. 
,everywhere yet nowhere.

and one day soon, my poet's dream
if through my eyes the world could be seen
far up above would be you and I
above this world, in the vastness of sky

But.... if in our lives our paths's should depart
emotions of love revoked by the heart
Yes,I might stumble on the road, lose a foothold along the way
but then will be the time to reminisce and think of a better day.

And so ill bid thee all goodbye as a mourner to the grave
Our lives stretch on before us,no turning back or final wave
and in my age the flame creeps over my old decrepit shell
As I sit back and write softly and whisper my farewells.


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