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…
Art of loving is a complicated Ar… it must not be too Abundant or too… and Moderation is an hard option t…
I can’t Afford Pride for Now Even if
When you say friends Tell me what you meant by friends Is it those people you go running… When you think you’ve got a proble… Or those ones social media classed…
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…
Goodbye You! Goodbye to the willow-land and the… Where all the tears, emotions, bre… And deep fears are all shared. Goodbye to the weary-trees, the la…
I need to Get Myself a Typewriter It’s like
Is life meant to be? Is love meant to stick? Is death meant kill? What chapter do you call this? In this chapter, I have wept for…
I still have Enough fuel To fill my Thoughts Because
Never forget To Do Your own Thing
I am a father I am a mother I said I’m a friend! Your friend A neighbour
It could be one way to live occupi… That is tacking every trousers in… Despise, and dressing every space… Empty space for sin to lose intere… In its options to form in your lif…
These are the real Poets/writers The ones with glasses and Always taking pictures In black/white
To the SS What do we call love? We would call love war Because our passions raw, We would call love friends,
I do This to save Me from Insanity And Importantly
