A crooked faith with the deepest w… Immortality of conception about li… Weakest pace, slowest race. Illegible notes with an unclear ma… Although its more revelation, appr…
Atleast I Have love For something That is not secured
I breath through Sheets of everlasting words.
When a chapter of your life is at… every moment seems to bleed and every hands you shake will not mov… and every day is a million years a… every step seems not to take step
now i can see life better now i know the difference between life and death and now i know life is nothing but a box of cereals.
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
Give me A guitar With No strings, Mouth me
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,
Oh how marvellous It is to Write and drink Your guts out, How scary
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…
I have lost the taste for words I have blended with the world I have settled with the masses I have decided to colour it all. I have lost the taste for words
The delights of autumn, the cats shivering and the birds as silence as a morning morgue, th… that blows you backward and coldne… that knit deep into your dry skin,
This could Be Magic Only if You
As hours goes by Dawn after dawn Season after seasons And tears mapping face, I’m still fading.
Life is nothing but misery, Every dimension you may prefer Is not enough space for you to bre… Life is wonderful, Live it as you wish and live it