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

It will not make you rich
It doesn’t mean that you are speci
There are no extra powers
Only an effort will do
And you will never stop

My favorite
Kind of people
Are poets,
Writers
But I respect

Most of them
Lives here
But as a
Visitor I
Lecture them

I always
Knew she
Was going
To be hot
But not

When you are wealthy:
Many shall be your friends and
Few shall be your fans and;
All will be your death.

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

Goodbye You!
Goodbye to the willow-land and the
Where all the tears, emotions, bre
And deep fears are all shared.
Goodbye to the weary-trees, the la

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

To whom; who death might delight,
Put on your socks and your glass
And glimpse through a river
That breath gust of elite; gust of
Which you will miss gracefully