To Do with Love

What have I to do with love When my love has died? Can it bring back the life that's gone? Can it immortalize? My Annabel Lee is dead; So is my Juliet. Along with her, my dreams are lost; Along with her, they're dead. What can this poor mortal do When he's lost his heart? … Continue reading To Do with Love



If heavy rain and hurricane Can dispel this savage gloom, I'd give myself to them completely Than be swallowed up alive by doom— I'm numb, not dumb; Shattered and blurred. Fallen too deep, My bones all weep. But, there is just vast emptiness; No sign of rain and hurricane; Just space, silence, and melancholy That … Continue reading Jailed