Tell me why is a raven like a writing desk?

As I lay down to sleep, i have one question for you?
So, why is a raven like a writing desk?
Pleasant dreams

Past Broken Hearts were the inspiration for writing back then

How did this blog get started? it was mostly a place to share deep feelings and my love of romantic scenes in films as well as tv shows. A place to write poetry about how love is now gone. I often used to think about love and her. She was the inspiration for the dark poetry.

But now it seems I have forgotten her and the poetry. Now now one inspires me to write dark or love poetry. For love is dead my friend. And now I must sleep. Till next time.. the magical pen continues to write in the night.

Writing with a feather pen is more magical !

I often think writing poetry with a feather pen and ink well just has a bit more magic than using a keyboard. It's strange I say this, because I am writing on a keyboard now. But often I think the art of writing is more held in the power of the feather pen!

Looking to our past for answers

I often wonder why am I still single? I look to the past for answers. But perhaps there really are not answers there. Maybe this was all a dream. Maybe I am going to find true love, and live out my ultimate dream.

Well now it is time to sleep. Time to fly in a world of dreams!

Long ago I thought love was real

I remember I used to think love was so real and so beautiful. But was it just a dream? I often wonder what it really was. Now now my future is bright as I live my dreams alone.. even though the world is a bit cold. She left me alone, but I am strong on my own. I was not here to give her money. Let my money grow without limits all my dreams come true now!

Love was real but that was so long ago.

Jurassic World is a great movie!

Jurassic world is one of the best movies I have seen in a while. I must say I truly did enjoy watching it tonight. I had missed it in the theater. I wish I had seen it back then. I think I am going to be going to the movies every tuesday from now on or even more from now on. With a big thing of popcorn, and a wine cup in my hand.

Love seems like a lost dream now

Long ago I used to think love was real. But as time goes on, I feel love will never come. But before I did have a dream that made me believe for a moment. There was one she made me feel love so long ago.

It's been years now, and back then I used to believe. But now love is nothing but a lost dream. yet I feel bliss tonight. For wine, food, and games, and joy await the next day! let us fly with happiness !

A lot of people I know getting married

All around me I am at an age when a lot of people I know are finding lovers and or getting married. I see these foolish mortals so happy or thinking they are happy. Oh well good for them. Not me though, I stay in my dark chamber still composing the darkest of poems. And you will know I am a dark lord when I lay my vengence upon thy! Just kidding. But honestly people are annoying especially on facebook. News flash dummies nobody cares that you are in a relationship! And that doesn't earn me any gold so kindly exit out the door.

Bloody hell all these little mortals think they are so cute finding love.

Do you remember true love ?

Back then it was so easy to fall in love. To live every desire and dream at your will. Do you remember true love? When it truly existed. Because the darkness fell upon the lost souls? I remember once true love existed.

But that dream now seems so far away and so love. How I wish love would exists again, and the beautiful queen of my dreams would manifest again. Funny how money can be manifested with ease. But making my magical queen appear seems to be the hardest spell to ask.

Do you remember true love? That is when our souls were truly alive.

Feeling a bit ill today nothing a magic potion won't fix!

So I feel a bit ill today. I have been slacking on my magical healing potions and healing leaves. This was my foolish mistake. As a wise mage I should have known that using the magical healing herbs daily is what kept me healthy for years. But laziness, along with junk food has made me ill.

But not today I brew and boil the magical potions! Yes I must gain power from them once again. Also I use the magic leaves to heal my soul as well. I am a bit ill but nothing some potions and healing spells won't heal soon!

I bid you a magical day... blessings from Wise Mage.

Why can't I find love ?

As time flow by I often wonder why I can't find love. Does it truly exist? Or it is just a wonderful illusion? At night when I am alone. I look up at the moon and wonder if love and romance could be real.

I have read many articles online about why people can't find love. Some say it's because of us that we can't find love. But I believe that is just rubbish. Then some articles say you need to go out more and that love just happens. But to me love is not like that. It needs to be something more powerful as well as magical.

Perhaps since I felt love at a young age. I know real love can no longer be found in this realm. And at times I feel that love is just a beautiful lie now. Once it seemed to be a real thing I could touch and hold.

Then again the real reason people do not find love in this day and age, is simply because it does not exist. Love is dying, yet no one is crying.

Love is Dying Darkness consumes Dark Poetry Spoken Word Poetry

The sun shines today! well rested and ready to cast magic!

 As I sit here in my chamber, I see the sun shines bright! It truly does seem that this day is wonderful! I am off to get some magical potions to drink and enjoy a truly magical day! Casting and writing new spells! More gold will be summoned into my hands as I command things to my will!

I now I am a powerful Mage who is growing wise as time flows by. Let us celebrate! Let us reach our dreams very soon!!! I bid you good day! Blessings from Wise Mage! Now to drink cold potions!!!

Adding more magic into life!

Lately I am adding more magic into my life living out my real dreams. Blocking out the noise of social media. It's only useful to promote my content and make real money. And then just to say hello to certain friends and write them some letters on there. As time goes on, I must say that being able to reach our true dreams is what is most important. Living the dream and having fun doing it!!!

Well I wish you a great and magical day! Blessings from the mage!

Sipping magical healing potions

These healing potions are quite wonderful. I am pleased with how great they are making me feel. Yes this is real magic !

Will True love ever come?

I suppose love will never come. So i stay in this cold darkness still. Where has the time gone? it leaves so quickly it seems. I stay here at my writing desk composing poems and stories. But love will never come. Life is supposed to be a dream. When will love ever come? I often wonder.

Once upon a dark night

Once upon a dark night. Rain drops fell as I was alone in my chamber. Candles burned as I composed poetry with my feather pen. I tried to find my soul many times before. But where had it gone? Was love lost in the darkness eternally? Or was it me who could no longer love?
So many unanswered questions as I tried to find inner peace in a world without calmness.

But this night I wrote down what was in my soul. Alone but at peace as I took a sip of brandy from my cup. Sad music plays as time flows on in this world. But I know I am not alone. For many lost souls feel the sadness and darkness that I once felt as well. I often wonder what is going on in this realm.

For now I must sleep. As I am tried and weary. I wish you a wonderful night! Stay blessed and may the power be with you.

Finding love is impossible

This year has been the worst year indeed for love. I haven't met anyone. Well just run into those women who are not beautiful. But for some reason they think I have time to waste talking to them. That is rubbish. I much rather be making money or drinking some wine than wasting any time on them. Were is the real love? Where are the beautiful women and romance and passion?

Bloody hell. I think I must leave social media. There's nothing out there for me anymore. Finding love is impossible.

The lost love note

I leave you this last love note covered in tears. You see I really loved you. I was ready to love you forever. Yet you did not love me the way I loved you. You left me alone in the cold. Now I just have the memory that I once felt love. I am not certain if I will ever feel it again. As love does not come easily to me. But perhaps it was destiny to be alone always.

I have tried to find the magic I once had in love. But time passes on I see day by day love is not in this realm. Where does it exist? It is lost forever? Just remember I once loved you, and then I wanted to love you forever.

I remember love once existed it was wonderful

 A long time ago love once existed. It seems that those days have passed. Or is this still hope. I will my cup with brandy to try to remember, or do I drink to forget. Once she was so beautiful like a woman from my dreams. It seems dreams have turned to nightmares, as ones not so beautiful attempt to steal my soul. Still piano melodies full of emotions play at I gaze at the moon light. Such a wonderful moon glowing Eternally in the sky.

But yes I once dreamed of and felt love. It seems like such a lost dream now. Will I ever find or feel it again? All questions I wish I could answer. But it seems I slip deep into darkness. Or is it mere sadness. I try to find the path back to the Eternal Love and joy I once felt. Passion as magical love. Where did it flow to? I must know. But yet I know not even the Ouija can answer this one. So I look through the endless sea of love pages written by lost souls.

You will know my real essence or my darkest secrets. You only see the surface. But my story is a dark one. If you knew my real essence perhaps you would not seek me out. But it was my destiny to write my legacy of darkness before time ran out.

Try to find what you searching for? in the deepest depths of your soul. I remember when love once existed.... but now I drink to forget.

Did Shakespear Smoke weed? Why it makes perfect sense

So the question of the day is did Shakespear smoke weed? To smoke weed or not to smoke that is the question. Some evidence in recent news articles points to yes! Well what does mean? It means it makes perfect sense! You damm right Shakespear smoked weed. Why do you think he was such a good writer in the bloody first place? You would be a fool to believe he smoked weed. Like another great writer I admire Edgar Alan Poe he drank liquor. Stephen King drank during his writing of The Shining. So yes it is possible Shakespear smoked weed.

So did Shakespear really smoke weed? You be the judge read all about it here!

Did Shakespear Smoke weed Huffington Post

Reaching and living our dreams is possible!

Lately I feel so happy and positive within my soul. I know all dreams are now possible. Long ago I was in a deep depression, but not anymore. I am now able to rise up to my full potential. Time flows and things change in life. But I see the wonder and magic in each and every single day!

I'll never stop to dream to create magic and manifest all I wish. Always remember reaching and living all your dreams are possible, no matter what anyone else tells you!

Blessings !

The magical garden

There is the magical garden everything was perfect. The wizard drank mystical potions from the sup. Magical songs played wonderful notes everyday, and poetry flowed from the magic pen each passing day.

Where had love gone? Would it one day be able to manifest in this realm? Why do we seek love? Will we ever truly find it?

Perhaps all the answers are in the magical garden

How to find your soul?

People often wonder how can we find our souls? Where is the soul? We often try to find love in another. We search the whole world to find the one that will make us feel alive. Yet at times we can keep going and moving on in life to reach what we really want. Once we get there, we will be able to get anything we want. It's been a while but yes try to find your soul.

I hate love songs. Perhaps because they don't mean much to me at all. If they actually talked about something going on in my life, I could relate to them. But love has not been found in my domain for a while now. Is love dead? Or will it return one day?

Goodbye beautiful liar

So you thought could trick me? I hate to say it but you never loved me. You summoned me once again to your realm to ask me for gold. For he turned his back on you, and it was only then that you looked for me.
But I am not here to give you gold. Or to pretend to love you.

If I must be honest I hate you now. Never will I love you again. You are just a bad memory. You wasted my time, but now I summon money with magical rhyme. And all things heal in time. I must say goodbye, you never loved me. Now I see the truth. You deserve him to not love you, as you were not true to me. Oh now you want to cry that the gold is finished, diminished? Love is dead and I won't shed a tear. Goodbye beautiful liar.

As time passes it's harder to believe in love

It seems after my last love faded away. I have not been able to find a new love. Does love even exist anymore? I often wonder. Time continues to flow. I run into women from the past. Many are married now or have found true love. The ones who are still single I don't have romantic feelings for. It seems as time passes I forgot my past loves.

Will I ever find love again? it's a question I often ponder. Millions of people online, but  will probably never meet my true love. Well I must now fly in the world of dreams. I continue to write in this diary for no reason at all. It started out as just a place to write about love. But it seems to have become a domain for darkness and spooky tales.

But now it is time to sleep. I wish you a good night. For any who still read this I bid you good day.

Spending less time on social media

It has come to my attention that people recently on mainstream social media only discuss boring and mundane things. Things like news, their children etc. But nothing of real value is on there. I think as time passes I will fade away from that domain. I might start a new facebook page. to post my scary stories and dark poetry etc. Under a pen name of course. For I can't have people from my former church know about my path to my dark written works.

I bid you good day! Stay off social networks they are boring! Even famous people are quite boring on there.

Lessons in life

Destiny is a strange thing we try to plan things. Forge out destiny with magic, poems, words. But sometimes unexpected wonderful things comes along. And even though at the time we do not see why things move along as they do. We can learn from these lessons, share and learn from others.

I am used to be alone. Or with a small circle of close family and friends. But in my younger days I was a lone wolf. A deep thinker, a writer with an unlimited imagination. I am still that same writer and thinker.

But as time flows I feel that things will keep moving in a positive way if I truly follow my real destiny. Never give up on your dreams. They are only one thought away! Get all you ever wished in life!

Living in my own magical world

It seems as time goes by I keep living in my own magical world. Of course many people choose to live in the boring, the mundane. But I have chose the path of adventure of magic and wonderful. I will keep moving on in life and sipping my mystic potions. The foolish mortals can try to judge me. Yet I do not get ill and they do. I also do not struggle to gain gold and they do.. By the power of magic I can have all I wish.

There is no limit to the things you can get in life you just go out and get it. Keep moving forward! Blessings from the Mage! And may the power of magic be with you.

Bloody hell I am ready for some liquor now

Bloody hell I need a drink can you tell? It seems I fell from grace, or from the face of the earth. They try to find me or confine me in a cage. But I am so full of anger and rage. I am trying to find something better in life.


Well bloody hell. Only time can tell who will die. I often used to cry when I thought of how love was truly a lie. Who the hell reads these words? are they simply wasted?

Only the ghost in the shadows knows for sure.

Till next time I bid you good day!

Following my destiny the path back to the potions!

Perhaps it was not wise for me to stray from the mystical potions that heal and bless my soul. I should have never left them. As I need to raise my energy and vitality once again. I must be wise and keep on this healthy and powerful path.
For the plants and the herbs of the earth are here to bless the soul. Indeed it is back to the potions I go.

Love does not exist ! decent into darkness

Foolish people think love is real. But the truth is love does not exist in this realm. Only darkness remains. In my own world I only see the darkness. I will tell you why I feel love does not exist any longer. To start off I have never found love. I can not believe in something I've never seen.

Then people expect me to pay attention to women who are not attractive. This just makes me see love does not exist. I will never settle for less. I believe it is better to be alone than with someone you don't find to be attractive.

Also all the people with broken hearts, child support bills, etc make me not even want anything to do with love. As far as I am concerned love is dead and it can go straight to hell.

Once upon of time love might have existed. But it is dead now! Embrace the darkness. You mere mortals make me laugh.

Love Is Dying Darkness Consumes me Dark Poetry Spoken Word Youtube

Past memories

Oh yeah I remember great memories, and I bet those can come back one day. Well they will stay with me forever. The first time I got so drunk off whiskey I threw up and passed out in the living room. Staying up late drinking vodka till 6 am in the morning, watching movies. And still getting up in time to McDonald's breakfast in time to be at the bar by 10 am. Good times! And as I get older I feel I can't do it like that anymore. I need my sleep. Or maybe it was just the raw energy from being high off life tha kept me going. Who knows but those were some good times.

New good and fun times manifest in other ways. Of course I continue to always write with the pen. What is my true destiny ? will I ever find love. These are questions I wish I knew the answer to. At times I look into the mystic world to find the answer. But perhaps those who claimed to be powerful are not as powerful as it once seemed. Now matter I keep on writing... the words from my pen will flow on forever.

I once believed in love

I once did believe in love so long ago. It was a time when I was more innocent and open to the idea of love. I was not always the dark sinister poet you see before you today! Of course I am much more powerful as my sinister wise self. But perhaps I am to clever for my own good. When we are care free and innocent we fall for people a lot easier.

But of course that was very a long ago. A time when I composed love songs and poems. But no longer do I conjure up words of love. For that was in the past. I wish love was real now, but I fear only gold and self empowerment are the way to reach my dreams.

Getting lost in my writing again

I'm not very social lately. I'm more intro reading and watching movies. I don't need to be on facebook or twitter all the time. It's fun to go on there once in a while drunk. But other than that it's not that great. I might need to make a new page to just promote my written dark works. Of course facebook and twitter to have their uses.

But being on them all the time and wasting time chatting is not productive. I used to spend much time on chat rooms when I was younger and I never made a single dollar doing it.

Well as time goes by, it's clear I need to make money first before I can do other things. I'll visit facebook when I was time, if it's very important you can send me a written letter. Just kidding.

But yes time to get lost in my writing again. I need to start writing as well as recording again daily. For that is my bread and butter and path to much gold. May the power of wisdom be with you.

Where are you my true love?

I try so much to find you. At times I can feel you are out there somewhere. But where could your lovely soul be? I try to cover up my soul with dark masks. Hiding behind being to busy and making money. Always claiming love is not real. When in reality I am searching for something more. Perhaps there is a true love still out there in the universe. I have searched for it everywhere. But were does it truly dwell? That is the question. When will I find the answers.

At times we search all the websites trying to find out if love is real. Trying to know what is real in this life. But where is the answer. Is this all there is? Me sitting at my writing desk composing poetry and writing poetry as the candles burn? At times I wonder. I often think when will I find my true love? Perhaps I just need to go on an adventure out into the world. Perhaps what I search for is right around the corner. Till next time! I bit you good night.

It all started out small and grew into something more

Even though this particular blog where I only write about feelings and the soul has not made me much gold, it is still a very important blog to me. You see a lot of poetry I made here I posted on youtube and there it earns me much gold. At times I know personal blogs do not earn very much money. However I love to write and express myself. Write down thoughts and ideas.

Time flows so fast it's hard to know what happens to it. But one thing is for certain. I will continue to write with the magic pen. Create and enjoy each day and all the gold and wonders it will bring to me.

Love? I wonder if it exists. I do not want to fall into empty lust only. I wish true love still existed and perhaps I will find it once day. I am thinking of writing a love letter on a page and casting it in a bottle into the sea. Well then if my love were to find it... perhaps then love was real.

Only time can tell now. But now I need another drink. Why is a raven like a writing desk my friend ?

The Power of Poetry

Poetry is a wonderful art form. Love poetry can touch the soul and heal the heart. It seems one of the best and most wonderful things ever created. Dark poetry can express feelings of sadness as well as anger. But as time goes on we remember the great poets. New poets are born. Some want their name to be there to gain game. Yet others like to quietly make gold coins from the shadows.

As a poet myself I learn about what kind of poetry people like most. Which are more successful and which inspire people more. Ah but if life were a dream or poem how wonderful that would be! It can be if you wish it! Just remember to always keep dreaming, and one day you will have all you ever wanted.

The Magical Toy Shop

Long ago I used to have a dream about a toy maker in a room. There in that room he had many wonderful things and handmade toys. Candles burned as he hand crafted his toys to perfection. Well I often have dreamed it was me in this lonely room creating many wonderful and magical looking toys. Perhaps it was my destiny to create magic glowing toys and sell them all over the land as I sipped the magical potions and walked everywhere with the mystic wands.

We must never stop to dream think or manifest. For our thoughts and dreams manifest our wishes and our desires. Some desire burns to much like the hottest fire. So tonight I slip into my own magical world and I will once again create art and toys from my hand crafted ways. For it is my destiny.

Also some poetry will be written tonight. Till next time have a wonderful and magical night.

What is True Love? Is love real ?

Is love even real? Is it all just a dream or a fantasy? Did romantic love ever truly exist? This is the question humans have been asking for so long. But it's hard to know. Yet some strong souls walk alone and are in love with life and the earth and nature. Seeing the magic and wonder in each and everyday.

Many souls don't really know if love is real. I once thought it was real but as time flowed I didn't want to believe in love, it seemed it was just a dream I would never be able to reach. But why in the bloody hell am I telling you this?

At night as I sit by my candles burning I often wonder if love is real. As I never quite have good fortune when it comes to love. I have written many dark and sinister poems about how much I hate love. Yet again why should I harness so much anger for something that may not even exist. Tell me my friend: Why is a raven like a writing desk?

As time flows the pen continues to write

Time flows where it goes no one truly knows. But then again everyday is a magical adventure is it not? Finding my soul in the ether was the first step to self empowerment. The world spins but very few actually win. Then they say most souls are wrapped in sin. I try to find the words deep within to conjure all the gold and dreams.

But who will read these words is everything fading away or will a better destiny be forged soon? has love indeed died or will something else manifest that is better. A witch once told she saw a new and better love for me in the future,  but it is hard to believe in her words. It's hard to believe in love. It seems most souls simply settle for anyone or for less in order to appear to not be alone.

But I am not alone the magical creatures and my animal brothers keep me company. The birds sing me the magic song in the morning and life is just a dream. Yet the dream is always better if we are able to find a magical love in the darkness of this realm.

Till we meet again my friends. The Mage will continue to write magic poetry and spells. Find your destiny. Write your own story and find the hidden essence of the soul deep within yourself.

People from the past will they remember me?

I often think of those I once knew in the past. It's amazing time has passed by many of them now have children are married and look old. I however still am single, and look very young and still have the old energy of the time. But time is still flowing by. I must always be ready to move on in life. Things seem to change as time flows.

Yet as I write I want to leave a legacy of writings , stories and poems. One legacy of darkness and of course another legacy of light or more wonderful poems. Time keeps flowing by but my destiny must be shaped by my own will.

There is not limit to the magic and wonder we can create in this realm. To the wealth and happiness that can also be created. As the staff of the Mage waves the sound of his  voice creates eternal destines never ever dreamed of before.

Time for adventure again?

I think now it is time for some magic and adventure to manifest once again. Much like The Hobbit I always stay in my domain not going out much. But as time flows by maybe it's time to explore places and the world a bit more. To discover new and interesting things.

Maybe I forgot about love for now. But adventure that awaits us each and everyday I just need to be wise enough to see it. As a young mage my knowledge of the magical powers and healing leaves and herbs grows as time goes by. But fun and adventure is also just outside that window as the wizard from The Hobbit once said.

Yet in these days of so much technology we seem to forget the simple and beautiful things in life. The things from times long past. But then again all we have is the present. Yet these is no reason one cannot take up a feather pen and inkwell and write tales and wonderful memories down to last through the ages. On those pages is where all the adventure, magic and wonder dwell.

Well enough writing for now. I will return but it is time to venture out into the world for a bit now! I bid you all good day! And may the power of magic be with you.

I once again drink from the magic potions

Once again I write with the mystic pen and drink from a magic potion I just made. Time to heal my DNA and get strong again. As tie went on I started to not drink the magical potions as much as I once did. But it is time to return to the magic of the potions.

After I finish my potion I will meditate and then eat some magical energy leaves. Of course I would still like to know why a raven is like a writing desk. I often think the written word is a powerful thing. Well carry on. Just wanted to write about my interesting magical and natural things once again.

Time to write in a scary log. Watch out or you might end up in the evil jar.

Random nightime writings

Well I have been trying to find my destiny for a long time. But what is my destiny lots of money or it simply to find love or both? AS time flows by I often wonder what my real destiny is. No one reads this blasted blog, so it's more of my personal online diary although it is open, it's nothing interesting enough for people to want to read I suppose.

But then again I must always write with the sinister pen. After all I am a poet. But yes I am a bit drunk tonight. I am listening to magical music and I am in my own world. Let us now drink from the magical cup and fly in the stars and moon light!!! Yes life is surely about getting nicely toasted!

Trying to find my soul

This year I am still trying to find my soul. It seems love does not even exist in this world. And I far to busy with my writing and projects to even try to seek out love. I know that seeking money and reaching my goals in my destiny. I can't stop everything I'm doing for one person. And yet at the same time I wish that love existed out there somewhere. But I now know that love will never exist in my realm. It's hard to find my soul in the world of darkness. Yet at the same time my soul had become partly dark. For this reason I use my will get rich in a world that is lost.

My soul gets lost in my own world. I am trying to find the pieces of the mystery. But it seems people and life are so boring and mundane. I have been trying to find something real, but as time flows on I see love is not longer real. I am full of sadness yet freedom. And I have become to busy is seeking riches to stop and think about any kind of love. My dreams are what counts now. I cannot hold back for anything or anyone. Besides I am probably never going to meet my soul mate. But life is magical nevertheless, as I cast spells in the still of night. So many words of mystery written by the magical pen.

What if I never get married ?

At time I know many lost souls think about what might happen if they never get married. I mean a lot of people are looking for love and wonder if they will get married. I suppose no one truly knows if they will ever get married. I have often wondered about this myself. What happens to the souls of people who never get married. Do they die inside or become dark? What is the mystery of love and how can it be solved. I wonder about people who never get married and the reasons behind it.

Love it self is a very mysterious thing and something hard to understand. Doctors try to scan the mind to see how it looks when a person is in love. They also claim that being in love is as strong as a heroin high that never comes down. But the thing I often wonder if how in the bloody hell would I know if I was in love if I never tried drugs? Perhaps if they compared it to being drunk I might have some idea of what being in love is like.

Yes watch and enjoy this video about the bring in love. It talks about what I wrote here today. May the power of magic be with you. This video does shed some light on the mystery of love. And how it works in real life. Yet why or how we fall in love will always remain a mystery.

Helen Fisher The Brain In Love video

Deep down I will never find love

Deep down I know I will never find love. I think I felt it once before. But to ever feel so deeply or love so much scares me. Love makes life wonderful. But when love is not true, it can also be a living hell. It's hard for me to ever believe in love again.

Late at night I think how great it would be to find a real true love. But in the end I know I will probably never find a true love. I have searched so much for it. But yet something in my soul tells me love will never come.

Yet I do want to believe love can someday manifest in my life. I think that could be a dream many people are searching for. Yet many souls do not find that real and true love. So the soul becomes lost. Yet love may exist deep within our inner being and our souls. Maybe if we remember a time we loved, a true love might appear again. Yet I am sad and think I might be alone forever.

It would have been great to have met Mozart and Edgar Alan Poe

What would it have been like to meet someone like Mozart or Edgar Alan Poe. I often think how it would have been great to have seen Mozart play the piano in person. Or see Poe write poetry with his feather pen. Those were much simpler times. Candles instead of electric lamps. Also feather pens and inkwells as well as type writers instead of computer keyboards.

I often think of going back to creating hand written poetry and giving it to my loved ones. Or even giving them to strangers or friends. Poetry can make someone happy or change the world for the better. At times I dream of the olden day and times. But I am here and I am now. An old soul with a desire to write. May the magic pen write on forever.

I might have met my true love today

I am not sure but I might have met my soul mate today. There she stood in a place not very expected. If only for a moment I once again believed in love. But is she really my destiny? Only time can tell. A one moment passes another begins. But the future is not always certain.

She was beautiful and someone I could fall in love with. But I wonder where she is from. I had not seen her around before. Something new and unexpected happening is better than the same old boring days. Perhaps some romance and excitement will come soon.

Love and Destiny

What is real love and destiny? Is it when you meet someone you think if so beautiful that you are meant to be with them. Or is it something more? I think we often think about our love and destiny. Yet some souls seem to never find their soul mates.

How do we know when we have found true love and destiny? Many search for their whole lives to try to find the true love they seek. I often stay up late at night thinking about love and destiny. Who truly knows when we will meet our soul mates.

Then again it's a scary thought to give out whole soul and essence to one other being. It's almost like signing a pact that could destroy us if things do not go right. When will real love and destiny really manifest? That is the question

Letter to my soulmate.

I wonder if you are really out there and if you exist. Love seems to be something I missed. I tried to find my soul in this world that is just to cold. If you are out there and you exist, I am thinking of you tonight. Under the moon and stars I lay dreaming of you. I wish I would have meet you sooner. I don't know where you are now. But I write you this letter. I will cast this letter in a bottle into the sea so that maybe one day you will find it. I wish you the best,and please find the love and eternal peace deep within. I hope this letter finds you soon...

If you are out there I want you to know I'm here. I dreamed of you once, such a wonderful and romantic dream. If I find you one day soon, I will know love does exist.