leave me with my sadness it's the crying timemy soul is stirred and all my memories come to mehands outstretched looking to be held tightwelcome home little ones you are part of my spiritmelancholy with her delicate voice ushers...

decorating the desolate my pain floats away into the abysssmile inside I'm still alivethe dark uttered sentencebut I've done my penance suffer not the waymercy over sacrificelest I boastintensifying need bleeds purestumble just to standlying prostrate, I prayparables of faith...

my hurt was full and I linger in its depthsstirring memories I weepthere is no letting go of lovejust a deepening of ittrue appreciation comes from understanding thisyour honesty reaches me in my coldI'm utterly bewitchedthe mystic ruins of...

Your breathSilent sonnets of poetryWhich wreath the airWith something more -IndefinableAs if touching upon foreverYou're art in the stillnessThat pleasures my eyesAnd I'm lostDrowning in the view What is it stays the momentLongerWhenever you're nearImaginings take flightFrom the shadows of...

  Her poetry is the   silence before death  words which could open cemetery gates    Knife is the breath  which slits my throat  oh, reach for the blade  and cut me so tender    Since grief become the colour of my blood  did you know the cliche of rainbows  weep for...