When Pavarotti plays On a timeless streak And emotions flares To caress lips and Tongues swimming
They lease my soul from me They pay with dime; with dime– Did my flesh buries far beneath to… Nor behold a light; who shall see… I bellow at thee who mourn or weep…
A part Of my head Is hurting A part that Needs to
I have Loved Less Since The last
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
Only one great lake will a man exc… A boat, a paddle and a widely dark View will go past and fairer luck If one sees far as view will freel…
Let me not seek before my faith is… When the buds are trimmed for love… Not for unusual traits or heart wr… And not for solidarity to beg or r… Some debt; which my heart will dec…
How deep Can love Swim Or How
I can play Different roles But there have To be no rules Or tears because
A small piece of metal With a shinning light, Visible yet warmth, Seek the dark smoke As it breaths
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…
Let grieve become incompetent For all boat should sail on roads, And mountain should bow to every Origin of loyalty and success our Story impose, life is a canal and
I am doing Good For just A bedroom Writer
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
The moon should be Cautious of us Because one day we will Be looking Down to her And She shall pledge to us