(2015)
All this Is Just A front Am
A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to
I have learned about success and i will forever crave for, I have learned about life but Life will stay complicated to me, I have learned about women
A destiny must do nothing but wand… In doubt of ones approval and jot, All that one as done and most of What one are yet to do; And surely stride will be exposed…
The Only Normal Thing On
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 not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.
I love us more when its peak And our Presence had been starved To see.
many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,
Tell me the verse this may be And let all lye in thoughts Of what you or i may get Or beg out of life, Life of deceits and a freshly new…
Art of loving is a complicated Ar… it must not be too Abundant or too… and Moderation is an hard option t…
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,
glazing mortar, maze in order, the rate of those reluctant covers the least occupant, laziness takes over the other work… but with your might and focus,
I think mostly When there Is no ink No pen Or when my
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised