Word me a river & Fetch me strengths Move me nearer And let us faint
Many could milk a cow or Learn how to milk a cow and Still obliterate to cluster the st… One take in milking a cow, Multiple could shoot a rifle in ev…
Life is a maze and death Is the way out.
They are roaring And ready To go but My shoe Laces are still
Rapidly does the spirit roam. Invisible to human And visible to the special ones, Sometimes you could sense Or feel the stroke when walking
Revisited I am revisiting my younger mind, A mind of an old warrior holding o… Spares and arrows, A mind of many endured monks chant…
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…
Have you thougt Beyond your world Where feelings Are mystery, Where there is no love
I know Something That could Do the Trick
There are many ways To start a poem and many Words to start one with. There are many ways to create A life and many styles involved
My glasses are filled And your cups are Starting to overflow With patience and I will help
How will thine love as handful, is it as hate would make a flare? Heart would be burned into dark as… But some will bare to inhale The smell.
There are sweetness in his blazing… Admiration of kind mind that winds… So, why halt? when the symphony Of grasp still commence, I can see the shadow line of where
At first, when the wind blows and… Dims and when the cock crows aloud… Your conscience leaps and with you… With your sour-lips and a curved h… Either your breath stinks or not,
I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not