Weighing patience
I write Like every Words will Be a hit in Someone’s heart.
My thoughts are All outlined with white Colour You don’t need to Worry; they are
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
When Pavarotti plays On a timeless streak And emotions flares To caress lips and Tongues swimming
I still have Enough fuel To fill my Thoughts Because
Life is nothing but misery, Every dimension you may prefer Is not enough space for you to bre… Life is wonderful, Live it as you wish and live it
I find it Hard Reading a Long paragraph Of nothing
Love growing could be as Short as a leave that kisses The sun begged to kiss not, It could be a lantern bright But not bright enough to see far,
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
They should learn how to talk, When they sees one another—just fo… They should dry the coals and bury… Like half of us, so strength shall… But before you were born by them,
Now, as you may have seen When old, young or when with Someone as days and weeks goes on, I do not know how our love is shap… I do not know what my coming will…
A very good piece, Writing a good poetry is like maki… Or trying to get to sleep as a kid… Or hearing an ice cream truck and There is no certainty that you wou…
Oh how marvellous It is to Write and drink Your guts out, How scary