A fool i was to rest on beauty, To lean my back on gratitude, On just a sight and nothing but Just a sight of what i cannot Do nothing but please.
The truth in the midst of lies, th… Threat and stab; heart could never… The poor lies of filled wealth whi… In albatross of the world at will. And to slip and bleed from a restf…
You can’t get Enough Of words Or enough Of context
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver
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…
To love is to risk lonliness To die is to risk life To seek is to risk lost To breath is to risk hope To feel is to risk numbness
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…
I have spread the sheet to my bed… Now that there is no more experien… Now there is no more poetry, and n… There is nothing new to write abou… Under the sun or far away from bey…
It could be one way to live occupi… That is tacking every trousers in… Despise, and dressing every space… Empty space for sin to lose intere… In its options to form in your lif…
Pretend to sleep tight and secretl… bare interest so if light will dec… aware and if the night will yawn w… are famously put to rest.
I see fairness in death than man, as death will show honesty to take… by gender, race, sexuality or rich… and he would ponder to hide when life is so unfaithful to man
I write when am lonely When the world is at its Wicked peak, I write when am scared When the thunder is kissing
I have dreams that I have live And The ones I still live. I have appeased my childhood God, He is pleased. I have dreamt of peace
Love me with no range; and never p… Through me, love me like a gate an… Cease to open me, love me like a m… Same and exact with no compromise. Love me peacefully like bodies dro…
As knowledge will enrich its own s… For so many comfort peace Will make aware, For so many sheet our bed Will yearn, for so many seeds
