Every forsaken days of the week, Every unfortunate month of the yea… I would arose from my own rest, lo… And i would sum the seconds, minut… To my rise or prime to my fall.
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…
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…
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.
This could Be Magic Only if You
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
The journey yet so far I have walked the walk covered in a grimy sun dust Beaten by avalanche of rain But the journey yet seems soothing…
Give me love O you, as sacred heart Are hard to trust. Plunge my bones With humor
I call you Art Beautiful, interesting Expressive, talented And yet so delicate.
I feel like I have seen them all And buzzing around in black and wh… White socked into bleach of evils… They wish to break us all but With divine intervention we surpas…
It’s better to just write it The funny times when Jokes Don’t make you laugh When you laugh in hurt Smile in pain
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…
I am sure no one would read this I am very certain no sane being Will get the message. The message is very complicated bu… I will try my best to decode the s…
We’d hope to say what they meant As we have seen them come and go Sprouting the heart of the lonely… Cruising the bell and towing the l… They’ve pour their wisdom, fears,…