Thursday, April 26, 2007

Secrets



My own
My world
Only me
And only will I know

But then...
Desire as I have
The desire to share
To share it with someone else

But who?
Whom shall I trust?
for this world of mine
Dark and lovely memoirs stay

Friday, April 20, 2007

Fright




The world turns dark
Like a black hole in outerspace
Even if the sun
Shines bright above

Only fright
Touches your body
Only whispers of ghostly voices
That reaches your mind

Horrible thoughts begin to form
In that imaginative mind of yours
And that trickling cold sweat
Begins its presence

A dark black hole
You are in
For fright
Haunts you whether day or night