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…
Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised
I have Loved Less Since The last
I pride myself in the midst of pain, pleasure Brain and honesty.
Love growing could be as Short as a leave that kisses The sun begged to kiss not, It could be a lantern bright But not bright enough to see far,
Only If You Could jump Out
Just like a boat Float on me Just like a lamp Light me on Just like a dream
Many years are so distance And i was secluded from too many y… But lately the days are so pleasan… And the moon blossom through her p… The sky is generously proud and ga…
I have read them enough to fill me With tenderness; to sigh a relief On my soul with heavenly mind, Because now i could sight them far… As they would lease pleasure to me…
There is nothing special About being normal If it be cheating, Cheat Or perhaps laughing, dancing
As hours goes by Dawn after dawn Season after seasons And tears mapping face, I’m still fading.
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.
You would Notice I Always Use I Before you,
It is just Another day But with different Fish back to The same old sea.
Writing is like drugs You will never stop wanting more Or trying so hard to see how high…