(2014)
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
I am a father I am a mother I said I’m a friend! Your friend A neighbour
Many could milk a cow or Learn how to milk a cow and Still obliterate to cluster the st… One take in milking a cow, Multiple could shoot a rifle in ev…
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…
I have lost the taste for words I have blended with the world I have settled with the masses I have decided to colour it all. I have lost the taste for words
You don’t have to bleed to Satisfy them all Just throw them a bone And watch them bring it back.
When change drown us deep, When red roses deceits to gain us… When bereaved our utter to reap, Myself and yourself will be mute n… Silence will repeat over and never…
I am doing Good For just A bedroom Writer
When you are wealthy: Many shall be your friends and Few shall be your fans and; All will be your death.
Revisited I am revisiting my younger mind, A mind of an old warrior holding o… Spares and arrows, A mind of many endured monks chant…
Love for thee are naught, For every tears and every Pain love claimed will rot, Love to thee will glance no noon, For my heart will gently gain numb…
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
How will thine love as handful, is it as hate would make a flare? Heart would be burned into dark as… But some will bare to inhale The smell.
Everything Hurts Immediately you Decided To
As may that it is, even though you… Philanderer, Or a disheveled, ruffian, but I c… With the hoard Shouting in loud bars, even though…