I feel like I have seen them all
And buzzing around in black and wh
White socked into bleach of evils
They wish to break us all but
With divine intervention we surpas

Play me a love music
Shut all the blinds
And I will write the world for yo

Never
Count your
Work
Because
Your

When change drown us deep,
When red roses deceits to gain us
When bereaved our utter to reap,
Myself and yourself will be mute n
Silence will repeat over and never

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

If your head
Could think it
Your hand
Could surely
Write it.

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

They lived and seed in light and d
Forsooth the great wall demise the
Oh no! the casts and judges are p
Although the reaction to the dark
The visual of their face goes blan

I do not write my poetry for no-on
And every dawn, i do not reason wh
—On about mystic my work chaperon
Mystic is me but with more time yo
You will break the mystery and lea

I have learned about success
and i will forever crave for,
I have learned about life but
Life will stay complicated to me,
I have learned about women