My poems

Magic

When the wind blows To move on with life And the sea swirls Toghether as one When the earth shakes While the wind blows

Confused

Blank, unfeeling, blank, mind, head, spinning, confused. Insufferable quest to be the best Lost but high above the rest Falling, falling, falling down

The cowardy survivor

Bombs rushing overhead All the heroes lie there dead Frustration, pity and sorrow surround Ears deaf to such obsolite sound And as we lie in our dark pit

Unanswered

The question of life