Friends

The trade without time
Shows us that we have grown old together
As friends
Not lovers
My cold December
To your summer’s rain
Fit together
Like we were each other's Yin and Yang
To the end of time
Through heaven and hell
From years before
To the missing pieces of life and death
As some times, we fall in place
More than what any other friend can be
I give you not a huge, but rather a kiss
Only wishing we can be more than, what is that friends are ment to be...

Bio: One of my early poems. From my high school year in 10th grade. I wrote this when I found myself slowy falling in love, with my female bestfriends...

The Pardox Between Life & Death

Death? We as people fear and run away from the idea of it, like a plague. Yet people turn to religion when they are unaware of what the afterlife holds. God becomes our symbol of faith, under misused laws we abuse. People, yet too shy to see what a paradox life and death can be. As death is the birth of life, and life is the birth of death.

Without Love,
-The Poet

Bio: "The Pardox Between Life & Death" is the opening poem, use in Romance. This poem gave the chance to touch on my idea's on life and death. Which many people may have the same ideas, when it comes to life and death; or just people in genreal.