(2015)
The sound-cloud with a silence act… White soft smoke with a bright Foamy art, The sound-cloud travels with light And circles in an area,
A very good piece does not Wake up In just one rainy day Or perhaps a sunny day If there are no luck, a very good… Might not even rise at all.
As hours goes by Dawn after dawn Season after seasons And tears mapping face, I’m still fading.
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
As i have reached the town, The town which i thought never exi… The town; where two blocks are dro… The town; where more stoned-houses… And astonish sights of lands, lake…
I do This to save Me from Insanity And Importantly
I have walked with people Who are well pamperd And well spoken enough to be Their own god.
I am A Different Person in Real life,
Most of them Lives here But as a Visitor I Lecture them
Just like a boat Float on me Just like a lamp Light me on Just like a dream
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
There is just only One thing Separating Me and my Bad habits
I write Like every Words will Be a hit in Someone’s heart.
A night in the dark with the crick… Undefined moaning of flashy eyes c… The hatching of egg sound with pie… From a very tall stripped tree, The moon and the stars paints;
I have learned from so many arts And little art had learned from me… I have gazed at so many light And few lights had gazed at me, I have seek and wander for too lon…
