There are many
Means of writing
Mostly
In caves.

The beautiful frame hung on the wa
With dust and dark paintings i rec
O, bring a white wipe
So i can clean off the sadness bef
The teardrops of the picture in th

It is just
Another day
But with different
Fish back to
The same old sea.

I love you more than the sky would
I love you more than the star woul
I love you oddly more than the win
I love you merrily more than the f
I love you weirdly more than plant

It’s funny
Dreams are funny
They are just like mindset
Altering your personal thoughts
It’s funny how all you wanted

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 trust myself too much
That I sometimes forget how
To trust my pen.

You don’t have to be in distress t
Just like you don’t have to breath
You don’t have to be tall to leap
You certainly don’t have to be sho
You don’t have to be loud to sing

Only if i
Could have
Never
Learned a way
To arouse

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