For death will applaud to us and w
To thee not death.

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

Job is better done than undone
Weeks of hard earned cash; well de
Paying to seek love; for job its s
Aftermath of it all —time is a job
Brain is a job welldone,

A very good piece,
Writing a good poetry is like maki
Or trying to get to sleep as a kid
Or hearing an ice cream truck and
There is no certainty that you wou

When you are wealthy:
Many shall be your friends and
Few shall be your fans and;
All will be your death.

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

You don’t have to bleed to
Satisfy them all
Just throw them a bone
And watch them bring it back.

many writes poetry now,
many writes about life and they wi
were not alive but when they hears
they run and leave their shoes beh
many writes about love,

Never
Count your
Work
Because
Your

I wish i was born in the old days,
Greatly about how they look, when
Work with knowledge that makes the
They all have many sense than one
I wish i was an endowed poet then,