All beautiful things are made at n… the moon summons the stars to play… Jazz sounds better when it is play… The ocean streams louder and majes… At night fire burns proudly and vi…

Love will have no manners Or conciousness to rebuke for, Because nothing dire will decend When eyes finds an obssession to f… Will it walk on rail and loose tra…

The journey yet so far I have walked the walk covered in a grimy sun dust Beaten by avalanche of rain But the journey yet seems soothing…

All i see is vain The vain of a callous step father The vain of two truthful drunks The vain of a petty elder lady The vain of a mosque shoe thieves

I find it Hard Reading a Long paragraph Of nothing

My favorite Kind of people Are poets, Writers But I respect

Sometimes i feel like I have done it all But maybe its not me Its the silk that’s unwilling To cover my feet.

From a writer To a Reader and From a reader To a

Merely is the bread, wine and your… Your countenance, Your eyes and t… It works in harmony its your sense… The weariness is the achievement m… Its the effort of your pain all be…

Even if the devil whispers are lou… Can you alter his ego around? May you not kneel or lie or squat… Munificence alarm, Can you tell me what he looks like…