So silent

No sound is to be heard.
No breath,
no heart-beat,
no steps
no voice,
no scream

but the scream of mine
crying in your name...

So silent
you can even hear
the dropping tears.


Poet of the Night

The night is my home,
darkness my light,
sadness my love,
loneliness my friend.

The moon is my sun,
the stars are my hopeful candlelight.
I am the poet of the night,
her soul and her child.
My life is a dream.


How long is a minute?

An hour while waiting,
for the second to see you
just a moment before
eternity in your arms.