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

You have read all About me but All I know about you is beauty.

I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like

I wonder how i will feel when am o… Wonder if the words will still be… In my mind with no regrets, Wonder if my heart-beats are still… Wonder if the world will be cruel…

If i could love night more as my o… might and sleep next to night with… but just me and her blue iris sigh… her eyes that rest on beauty of endless flourish flight, owls, dog…

many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,

For life will fairly drench and We will with no option but famousl…

The Only Normal Thing On

Is this life I seek Is this purity I recall Is this love I felt Is this death I ordered And If i could write them all,

A drunk man once asked me Do you write? And I was like yeah I can put words together, He looked at the cup he was holdin…

They don’t Surprise me They live in a Different world Different city

I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not

A very good piece does not Wake up In just one rainy day Or perhaps a sunny day  If there are no luck, a very good… Might not even rise at all.