I wrote these a long, long time ago, but I figured I would get this forums' ball rolling. One of these poems is actually published in North America and Western Europe. can you guess which one?


Day Dream
I day dreamed of a love today
A love that seemed so far away
Not hard to see how that could be
Why would such perfection settle on me?

If I could pluck from earthly vine
One with whom I could share love divine
Is there just one, or are there two?
I don't know just what quite to do.

Such things as this, why do I ponder?
It is a thing I often wonder
What chance has a noble soul
Against handsome parts and a rotten whole?

Not much of one it would appear
I'm doomed the fate which I most fear
Beatiful soul and love in your heart
In the world of the flesh just doesn't go far.

Alone
Away from my home, gone from what I know
No longer near those people and places
My happiness stained, underlying sorrow
While longing for love and tender embraces

Feigning smiles, accepting this home
And feeling the pain as I stay alone

Alone Again
So long life was at perfection
So long had my life been driven
Now things are spinning in every direction
And I've lost what God had given

Alone again, heart full of pain
Never wanted to be like this again
The hole which was full so long
Is larger now because we didn't belong

Didn't belong together; so long past but still the pain
I don't want to be alone again

Is it so?
The world is around me
within me, without me
could I have been left behind?
How can something so beautiful be contained
in someone as ugly as me
The world is around me
within me, without me
but is it within me?
is it so?