(2015)
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
There are two art of wisdom; we ea… One seem like a sting of success,… Is filled with the sponge, soap an… Wisdom by losing is a cup crafted… To drink, shower and weep in it; i…
Look at me, lying on the sofa With the thought of money and fame And my waist-bones cringes Of the moves and roads and efforts… Sarcasm, or more like it’ i’d say…
What horror have the earthly natur… How amuse are the fetish majors or… Mostly are the fault of the epipha… painted walls of idiocy and tears… I will be cautious to fetch the ro…
If i could love night more as my o… might and sleep next to night with… but just me and her blue iris sigh… her eyes that rest on beauty of endless flourish flight, owls, dog…
When you say friends Tell me what you meant by friends Is it those people you go running… When you think you’ve got a proble… Or those ones social media classed…
It is just another dreary poem Her heart will forever endure and… As he felt no human rage or human… Felt no anger, love and care in hi… In silence he slumbered in his dee…
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
It is just Another day But with different Fish back to The same old sea.
I do not write my poetry for no-on… And every dawn, i do not reason wh… —On about mystic my work chaperon… Mystic is me but with more time yo… You will break the mystery and lea…
I have love life The same eversince: I have love the hard Spent days when money shows no favour,
When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry
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,…
I love you more than the sky would… I love you more than the star woul… I love you oddly more than the win… I love you merrily more than the f… I love you weirdly more than plant…
Take a look at the road where we a… My future, your future, our future When the time comes How will we all contain in our own… How will the world see our own shi…