if you don’t want to do anything but reading, read loud if you don’t want to read and maybe all you want is to eat, eat now,

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

Look at me, lying on the sofa With the thought of money and fame And my waist-bones cringes Of the moves and roads and efforts… Sarcasm, or more like it’ i’d say…

Life is a maze and death Is the way out.

Deception is a great feeling for Those who it pleases to lie; But truth is sacred and the Continual of all lies.

If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.

How i hate your dark crooked bows, The lynch of your exceeding notes Buried in your solemn voice, The way you twinkle like a white f… And the pace that you race

A small piece of metal With a shinning light, Visible yet warmth, Seek the dark smoke As it breaths

Even if the devil whispers are lou… Can you alter his ego around? May you not kneel or lie or squat… Munificence alarm, Can you tell me what he looks like…

I know Something That could Do the Trick

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…