“I don’t believe in luck. I believe in making things happen.”

Let me fall like Niagara Falls into your arms, in your presence I feel no storm just calm.

If you’re too afraid to love you’ll leave a whole universe behind.

Float in love don’t fall in it.

You can’t slam those strapped for cash in the slums forever.

I loved you beyond my thinking. What was I thinking?

I had something on my chest and my heart couldn’t hold it any longer – the reason I started writing poetry.

Don’t be shy my love come close not with body but with raw emotion.

Delve deeper into your dreams to capture the visualized, yet unseen.

I’ll accept your love with April showers on any given day. Our love is not just for one season.

Everything is attainable, first in the mind. Think differently and you will grow differently.

Love is just going until love is gone gone gone. But love will come back there’s no doubt about that.

Delve deeper into your dreams to capture the visualized, yet unseen.

Be brave, be bold, beware that you must believe before becoming.

He wants to wine and dine you, but sis what’s his soul like?

Facing reality doesn’t mean we stop dreaming. We just start turning our dreams into reality.

Defiling flesh in hope to see divine created by sin we are gods work.

If you don’t believe in yourself, how can you expect anyone else to?? You are your own worst enemy! Once you overcome yourself, then no one can stop you.

I neither believe nor disbelieve anything.

Growing old is unavoidable, but never growing up is possible. I believe you can retain certain things from your childhood if you protect them – certain traits, certain places where you don’t let the world go.

I’m a fighter. I believe in the eye-for-an-eye business. I’m no cheek turner. I got no respect for a man who won’t hit back. You kill my dog, you better hide your cat.

I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.

I believe more and more that God must not be judged on this earth. It is one of His sketches that has turned out badly.

Heard the bullets whistle, and, believe me, there is something charming in the sound.

I still believe in peace, love and understanding.