(2015)
They don’t Surprise me They live in a Different world Different city
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…
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;
Poetry Poetry is for the weak The clean and tucked in worker beh… Poetry is for the lazy The fragile breeds with a right ha…
I have Loved Less Since The last
Word is force and reflection of fl… Words are bait to feelings and can… Word is a million word that makes… Words is like a shotgun and death… Words is a boxer short and a camel…
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…
My wishes—for all their dreams, I wish i could help, i wish i coul… The frost on the glass and hope fo… Not the stress but ease, and for t… To laugh at me when I wish;
Turn my words to dust Turn from dust to dust Play my favourite type of blues Paint it from blue to blues Pour me a bottle of wine
I am a father I am a mother I said I’m a friend! Your friend A neighbour
The blind goose with a solemn hear… White, pure and goes on and on and… But without the trails of the rest… All she ever sees was darkness, Darkness –this long parable and na…
Words cannot say How long i would love to live Words be dear not to say How much i would rather live to fi… Words better not say
We’d hope to say what they meant As we have seen them come and go Sprouting the heart of the lonely… Cruising the bell and towing the l… They’ve pour their wisdom, fears,…
I love us more when its peak And our Presence had been starved To see.
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
