(2015)
A misfit is not a wish Neither is it a pitch, an area, a… Its about your balance The ability of practice or talent… Attitude to the frost and stagnant…
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
Life could spike your drink Love could stab your heart Feelings could blame your tears Money could pay for less Attraction could buy your sight
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
Henceforth.. Take a look at the leaves Leaving their mother For the first time For a new experience,
Goodbye You! Goodbye to the willow-land and the… Where all the tears, emotions, bre… And deep fears are all shared. Goodbye to the weary-trees, the la…
Every forsaken days of the week, Every unfortunate month of the yea… I would arose from my own rest, lo… And i would sum the seconds, minut… To my rise or prime to my fall.
My glasses are filled And your cups are Starting to overflow With patience and I will help
Nature is A beautiful And most Hated luxury But you
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…
I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.
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…
Never Count your Work Because Your
There is nothing special About being normal If it be cheating, Cheat Or perhaps laughing, dancing