(2014)
I write when am lonely When the world is at its Wicked peak, I write when am scared When the thunder is kissing
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…
Revisited I am revisiting my younger mind, A mind of an old warrior holding o… Spares and arrows, A mind of many endured monks chant…
A beautiful me. A beautiful you A beautiful us A beautiful sunset dipped. A beautiful cloud
There are many ways To start a poem and many Words to start one with. There are many ways to create A life and many styles involved
Is life meant to be? Is love meant to stick? Is death meant kill? What chapter do you call this? In this chapter, I have wept for…
May so be it Life will be it Love will also be it Music will sing it Rituals will be a part of it
I will not Pretend to Read long books Because of My little
As hours goes by Dawn after dawn Season after seasons And tears mapping face, I’m still fading.
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…
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 walk Through This pattern Because This is
Oh sleep and rest thy dazzling eye… Nor snore aloud with breath-stinks… Countenance cover’s it or lay stil… Of thy thoughts out bare; stay sti… Claws or brows; Oh now it’s mire,…
Is this life I seek Is this purity I recall Is this love I felt Is this death I ordered And If i could write them all,
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,…