(2014)
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
I will not Pretend to Read long books Because of My little
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver
Let grieve become incompetent For all boat should sail on roads, And mountain should bow to every Origin of loyalty and success our Story impose, life is a canal and
A very good piece, Writing a good poetry is like maki… Or trying to get to sleep as a kid… Or hearing an ice cream truck and There is no certainty that you wou…
It might be shit But that’s your own shit And it might be a hit From the park, And that will pose to be
Give me A guitar With No strings, Mouth me
How will love be glad on autumns r… love divine and love refined, love… love inclined, love infinite and l… love’s regard and love on guard, f… love as cold like a morning’s brea…
They lease my soul from me They pay with dime; with dime– Did my flesh buries far beneath to… Nor behold a light; who shall see… I bellow at thee who mourn or weep…
Only If You Could jump Out
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…
What heart would whisper another Sense will hardly learn; and Wandering mind could cluster Indefinite at dark forests in angu… Of sight and vicious earthly being…
Art of loving is a complicated Ar… it must not be too Abundant or too… and Moderation is an hard option t…
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
You don’t have to be in distress t… Just like you don’t have to breath… You don’t have to be tall to leap You certainly don’t have to be sho… You don’t have to be loud to sing