Floating gently on a cloud....
Insignificant creature that I am,
Like a grain of sand in the desert.
Unseen and unheard piece of nothing,
You tread on me like dirt.
I scream to make you notice me
But you turn your head away.
I am so close to you...
Let me come into your heart if I may.
Why won't you let me in?
I can help you...don't you see?
I am right here.
Why will you not listen to me?
"Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight."