“All this time I knew I needed some really good therapy and I found it —in poetry.”

Friendships exist in the fluctuations between acceptance and rejection.

I want to be loved so I try to be you then I realize what I see in you is in the mirror looking back at me.

I remind myself what I desire in another is myself undiscovered.

Release the things that no longer serve you like the petals of a flower. It will seed your life with new growth and you will bloom again.

I am both mud and lotus but, my love you only see the mud.

Our lives are now changed forced anew we start again it’s all we can do.

Through poems, I speak the language of my soul and the emotions of my body onto paper.

Being an empath is a gift – at the same time, you also carry the weight of the world.

My love you are, magic in the mountains moonlight on the meadow mantras at midnight, and molecules of my heart.

The fabric of your life is a beautiful tapestry of contrast.

Finding my way back to myself one day at a time.

How can you be so unconditional when I speak of my dreams but yet so conditional in your love for me.

Harmony soothes us in the abyss when our mind untangles chaos.

Even my tears fall for you.

How do I find my way back to myself? I’ve been away for so long.

There came that day in mid-July I never saw it coming I don’t know why house empty and you gone you imprinted my heart with that Leonard Cohen song.

At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.

Poetry is just so emo.” he said. “Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul.

Poetry is what is lost in translation. It is also what is lost in interpretation.

Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

The loss of tastes for poetry and music is a loss of happiness.

I don’t think I’ve ever read poetry, ever. I’m not really book smart.

When you reach out and touch other human beings, it doesn’t matter whether you call it therapy or teaching or poetry.

I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.