(2015)
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…
I have written More love Poems than A conductor Would ever
A small piece of metal With a shinning light, Visible yet warmth, Seek the dark smoke As it breaths
I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not
We dine and make living out of lie Yet, we failed to have feelings th… Sometimes we walk on the path of u… We drink with the straw but with m… We curse,
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…
Now, have you seen? The black mane of a dark horse As it slithers and kiss the marble… Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an… On a starry night whispers its oat
This could Be Magic Only if You
Words should be plain And simple But always jumping Down in style.
We grow in time and by day we ripe… But by hours our memory shrinks an… Dawns to slumber in intelligence, But with love; we sharpen every sl… Our memory seems to please and
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
There is just only One thing Separating Me and my Bad habits
Now, as you may have seen When old, young or when with Someone as days and weeks goes on, I do not know how our love is shap… I do not know what my coming will…
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
There are many Means of writing Mostly In caves.