(2015)
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.
Words should be plain And simple But always jumping Down in style.
I read a lot of Bukwoski Drunk And spitting words on Paper, And a little of Oliver
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 cry blood I cry a very dark red blood I cry I cry to read along the lines I Cry a meaningless tear sometime…
I could read her sight for countle… I could gasp her breath in every f… I could make my heart a bargain For her to freely blend, Because in her smile angels sings,…
From a writer To a Reader and From a reader To a
I trust myself too much That I sometimes forget how To trust my pen.
I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.
Oh God What would Do Without My hands,
I am Incredibly Lucky Check me out In few years
There are sweetness in his blazing… Admiration of kind mind that winds… So, why halt? when the symphony Of grasp still commence, I can see the shadow line of where
My thoughts are All outlined with white Colour You don’t need to Worry; they are
You should see the sketch of sorro… You should see the pain written in… You should try to dig what is hidd… Can you not see how her eyes are t… When her brows flinches up and dow…
This should not be stilled, The rat and the fox should not be… The wind should not stop blowing Hearts should never be stopped bre… But doc philip needs to stop swear…