I love
Everything
That will
Make
Me

I have spread the sheet to my bed
Now that there is no more experien
Now there is no more poetry, and n
There is nothing new to write abou
Under the sun or far away from bey

When a chapter of your life is at
every moment seems to bleed and
every hands you shake will not mov
and every day is a million years a
every step seems not to take step

I wish i was born in the old days,
Greatly about how they look, when
Work with knowledge that makes the
They all have many sense than one
I wish i was an endowed poet then,

I do no not know why they lie,
I do not know why they all loathes
I do not know why they swore to lo
Not all of them, but most of them
—But don’t ever be like them, even

How does he speak?
With his mouth or his body
Or with help or no help, with
His crew but he dare not own a boa
For a boat would majestically

Under the stripped trees in a pear
Winter, there i found a white blos
Dropped in a muffled sound-like
And it formed
A surface,

If you ever thought of a girl
perhaps wasted anytime with someon
Or no one.
If you ever walk with loud manly
Conversation with your friend

A fool i was to rest on beauty,
To lean my back on gratitude,
On just a sight and nothing but
Just a sight of what i cannot
Do nothing but please.

Don’t fret
As long as you are still breathing
My words will never be short of br

why do you take years in craving
what can’t last?,
perhaps a little bit trust may be
that angry gravy eyes you stare wi
burst in horror!,

The chances
Of me
Acquiring
Success
Is the same

There is this thing
It frightens me and
Scary at the same time,
They are tiny voices
Very small but weirdly

All this
Words looks
Exactly the
Same
I bet

Word is force and reflection of fl
Words are bait to feelings and can
Word is a million word that makes
Words is like a shotgun and death
Words is a boxer short and a camel

When in battle
We know men
But not fully,
We know men that
Folds up their sleeve

As knowledge will enrich its own s
For so many comfort peace
Will make aware,
For so many sheet our bed
Will yearn, for so many seeds

You don’t have to bleed to
Satisfy them all
Just throw them a bone
And watch them bring it back.

A simple choice is a great certain
For her own sacred delight,
With love among all odds
And transparency among every refle
With death above usual peace,

All i see is vain
The vain of a callous step father
The vain of two truthful drunks
The vain of a petty elder lady
The vain of a mosque shoe thieves

Never forget
To
Do
Your own
Thing

Art of loving is a complicated Ar
it must not be too Abundant or too
and Moderation is an hard option t

Henceforth..
Take a look at the leaves
Leaving their mother
For the first time
For a new experience,

Take a look at the road where we a
My future, your future, our future
When the time comes
How will we all contain in our own
How will the world see our own shi

I am done losing my sense to tired
Bidding my streak with holliness,
Conversing to the dawn in nakednes
Muting my ever so gracious talent
In every nightfall,

I do
This to save
Me from
Insanity And
Importantly

If I could sleep in my dream;
Gazing lightly with my brow for a
When the snowy candles begins to w
I would sleep in peace for million
Knowing my sight will become blue

Poetry
Poetry is for the weak
The clean and tucked in worker beh
Poetry is for the lazy
The fragile breeds with a right ha

The truth in the midst of lies, th
Threat and stab; heart could never
The poor lies of filled wealth whi
In albatross of the world at will.
And to slip and bleed from a restf

Love in a film,
The boy meets the girl in a party
Or in a school or the girl runs in
In a runway, with a slight awkward
They both connect instantly and li

Erin was a lonely girl with
a brave mindset and she lived
with her parent in a grey barn
at omisphere, erin a girl that beh
beauty and friends

All this
Is
Just
A front
Am

I will live by words
I will conquer every negative emot
By words
I will perish boredom by words
I will let the words swim steadily

I pride myself in the midst
of pain, pleasure
Brain and honesty.

This could
Be
Magic
Only if
You

I have walked with people
Who are well pamperd
And well spoken enough to be
Their own god.